ON the thirtieth anniversary of the death of SIMON OTAOLA (1907-1980) today to be covered by the same paths, I feel like from every stone they assail me memories. And a honda and ineffable melancholy makes me the soul in a garruno. S. Otaola. THE voice of the CHRONICLER of exile Otaola, one of the most fortunate stylists of contemporary literature, is also an acute humorist. The entire production of the Basque writer is presided over by a humorous streak whose precedent found in Ramon Gomez de la Serna.

Life is literature and literature life in Otaola, and both phenomena are reflected in the author’s prodigious style. Wildly imaginative writer who paradoxically part always reality. Imaginative, personal vision is imposed on their books that are chronic, some men, spider Bookstore, and a skillfully transformed reality imposes on those who are fiction, especially in the courtship. While it is an author hardly classifiable by its few frequent structural procedures, by their subjects, is a Narrator extremely interested in exile, to the point that could be considered as the chronicler of exile. Simon Otaola Oyarzabal was born in San Sebastian on May 1, 1907 and died on April 15, 1980 in the city of Mexico. He soon lost his father who dies because of a tram accident. At age ten he moved with his family to Madrid. He studied his primary studies in children of Madrid Centre.

He works in the company tenant of the monopoly of petroleum society anonymous (CAMPSA), being a trade union leader of your company. Madrid is known as Otaola. I deeply hate my Simon – he would write more afternoon-just that – refers to his friend Blas Lopez Fandos – hates with the same passion to his Blas. It is regular attendee at literary gatherings before the war due to the military uprising of general Franco.