When I debuted seven years ago with the novel, my cousin, Viorel Gongu, an author much better known than me and who wrote the foreword for me at the time, told me that, of all literary genres, short prose is the hardest. "Why?" I asked naively. Smiling, he answered me: "Because, if in a novel you have enough space to unfold, to express what you want, short prose limits you and you must be able to include concentrated experiences, ideas, feelings in a limited text to say something. You need intensity, certain tools to make your message relevant in fewer words. It's not easy!" he warned me.
Today I admit that he is right. After the debut novel and the disc of thoughts, poems and essays, released five years ago, a short and very short prose book, as I titled it, was a challenge I always thought about, a dream to achieve . Especially since there were beginnings of thought in physical and soul drawers, fragments of older or newer stories, just waiting for me to pay attention to them and take care of them. Life then took me in different poses, I met people who inspired me once again. Periodically, I leaned over the recovered writings, I received the impulse to write others, and this gave me the feeling of fulfillment.
What resulted is this collection of writings, structured in three parts, that some people thought - and I hope still think - worth sharing. In Part I, you will find some short stories, with events brought from the past or the present, or fiction sprinkled with small paintings of personal history. They are photographs illustrated in few words, in which some will find themselves or see those around them. In Part II, I brought some excerpts from the diaries, in which the flow of moments is described from different perspectives. They are also moving photographs, a way to capture moments or periods, to suspend the patina of an ephemeral time, places and times from which some interpretations can be extracted.
Part III is special. It encompasses a separate area of my concerns for the enrichment of spirit and knowledge. It's like a defense mechanism. Over all the turmoil of the day, under the burden of times that grow and fall without ceasing, I let myself be enchanted by the story of wine and entered a world. A world where history, tradition, good taste, elegance and refinement met. I found a way to magic, to another world, where it's about joy, about creativity. I discovered what it means to be a sommelier and I understood that his mission is beyond a material dimension. Life can be beautiful, more beautiful than we allow it to be shown to us. Without pretending to hold impenetrable secrets, I brought visions and proposals from the soul and invited the master sommelier from whom I learned, the specialist, to give his opinion. You will see that he accepted with pleasure and interest, and at the end he also put down some thoughts, for which I thank him. After the turmoil in the first two parts, this last part is like a gift, a deliverance and an invitation to live, to feel. An invitation to joy and naivety, in contrast to the pressures of the day.
I thank the publishing house and those who encouraged and supported me for the publication of this book, which gives me the feeling that I can offer others from my abundance, with the exhortation to live fulfilled life, which is so short. In recent years, I have led hundreds, maybe thousands of tourists in the country and in Europe, as a national tourist guide. I did this with passion, with appreciation for all that is beautiful, rewarding, with love for people and their imperfections. I believe that life is like a trip, in which God is our guide. All we have to do is trust Him.
Tudor-Cristian GONGU