Who doesn’t enjoy a good chuckle? I love writing humour, basically because I laugh my arse off while I’m doing it. Sometimes some stupid shit pops into my head, which I absolutely have to write down, and that makes me laugh. Lots of absurd shit around here. But it’s not all nonsense and stupidity; dark humour is a very important aspect of my writing. Yes, I’m talking about laughing at serious stuff, painful things, forbidden shit. And I’m not talking about the overused “limits of humour” crap. The fascists who invoke it to be more fascist can “eat my balls from under my arse”, as the splendid Spanish saying goes (roughly meaning: fuck off, you piece of shit). They think they’re going to beat me at Nazi crap, hah! 😉

I like satire, absurdity, irony, and sarcasm. They’re good ingredients for pissing off all those who take themselves too seriously (all those who don’t have a fucking clue what literature is about). If you read me and laugh, cool. If you read me and think I’m not funny at all, cool. If you read me and get angry, oh, man, please review my book on Goodreads so that, at least, I can be the one to laugh (no, darling, I’m not laughing at you, wink, wink). Perhaps that’s my goal, to piss off all people aligned with my great idol, not, Ayn Rand.

In Mis mierdas (My Shit, which I want to translate into English), you’ll find a few “humorous” stories that might give you an idea of what I mean. Take a peek. If you like what you read, more will be coming soon. In fact, perhaps the next book I publish will be an anthology of humorous stories. Let me know what tickles your fancy.