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First Jam

Finally the day arrived. The writers were anxious. People arrived early and was accommodating, asking for a glass of wine, enjoying the perfect evening. Gradually it got dark and finally began writing Danny Escoto. Your text here. And some photos to see how amazing it was the first evening of Writing Jam in Mexico. From here we thank all the media came to cover the event. See you in June again at Shelter House.

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Fragment Danny Escoto

Contrary to what we imagined reading the rave of the sixteenth century parchments tortuous stories of maimed and wailing, atavistic rituals, libertine Abbesses, Angry-life monks in the town was quiet, almost dull by comparison with the expectations of our troubled imagination.

Slowly we had to get rid of such conjecture, and adjust to life sect, based in a wilderness of Germania, in idyllic retreat from struggles between East and West, Arians and Orthodox and iconoclastic iconophiles.

Breakfast time. Neither too early nor too late, after ablutions in the stream that surrounds the fort. Milk, bread, confit, honey, goat cheese, jelly of those times. It was not, in any way, lean and tasteless breakfast we imagine when reading the ancient books on the High Middle Ages.

At noon, the work and routines. Here you make a chair out there other melt the iron to our disappointment, not to torture devices, but to make a simple, rustic garden pot, in a midwife teaches children the fundamentals of rhetoric and combinatorial art. Each activity as a cog in the social machine, working properly, although not perfect, in the communal life of the fort, similar to our contemporary theorists describe as the "body without organs." We walk from here to there, taking notes, occasionally asking questions, we answer kindly.