Second Short Story Competition «Stories of My Furniture».»
Monapart Barcelona has been part of the jury of the second edition of the short story competition «Historias de mis muebles» (Stories of my furniture) organised by Globaldecó, a leading group of services and products related to the furniture and decoration market.
Once again it has been a great success in terms of participation. Hundreds of micro-stories have been received - hundreds! Because there are many stories behind grandpa's armchairs, mum's sideboards, grandma's rocking chairs or bedside tables. Who knows what they tell each other when no one is at home?
We leave you with the three winning micro-stories:
Word advertisement, by Sergio Estébanez Sáez
«Elegant English gentleman of advanced age but in good shape, rather small in stature and somewhat stocky, quiet and discreet, with concerns, of daytime habits, very cold and homely, variable humour, somewhat fractious, with a gift for people but not a great friend of crowds, I like to share long silences in intimacy and to keep secrets and confidences, psychologist by vocation and liar by professional deformation in spite of which I am direct and always go straight ahead, wishing to find a bit of stability, looking for a comfortable person without commitment to whom I can get attached. Essential support structure for oscillating mirror».»
Like father like son, by Sonia González Rúa
«People say that whoever has a pet ends up looking like it, or the other way around, I don't know who mimics who. But there are more worrying cases than this simple alignment of characters and physiognomies between living beings. And that is the one that occurs between human bipeds and household furniture. I have been observing this peculiarity among acquaintances and relatives for some time now. Without going any further, my aunt Leonor ended up drastically resembling the table under her television set, based on glasses of anisette, mantecados from Salamanca and endless soap operas. My friend Javi, as a scrawny, wimpy kid, resembles the three-door wardrobe in his bedroom thanks to long weight training sessions and an exclusive intake of protein and carbohydrates. And Ana, his girlfriend, looks like the inflatable armchair on his terrace after going under the knife to put boobs and collagen in her face. My father ended up merging with his classic leather armchair with footstool where he spent his life watching football; the years have wrinkled the skin of both of them and left them both with a singular limp. I myself get confused with the Louis XVI wingback armchair in my room (they don't call me “Dumbo” for nothing)».»
Boxed-in love, by Amor Muñoz Bécares
«Three days before my grandmother Amelia's sudden death, I couldn't convince her to get rid of that hideous little table. According to my aunt, no one had ever been able to get her mother to move her inseparable sewing box to another place, despite the many house moves my maternal family had made, which were the perfect occasion to renew the decoration. More than a year had passed and the little table was still a nuisance, but every time I decided to put it in the lift, I remembered my Yaya's insistent refusals. In a fit of nostalgia and, why deny it, inspired by the photos in a magazine, this weekend I decided to experiment with paint stripper, so I put on some latex gloves and armed myself with patience. Discovering behind the drawer a date next to the squiggle of a heart, I realise that those marks have been there since my mother was three years old. I'm still rubbing reluctantly when an innocent message makes my heart race: Amelia loves Joaquín. My grandfather's name was Benito».»
Monapart is part of the jury of the second edition of the short story contest «Stories of my furniture» organized by Globaldecó, a leading group of services and products related to the furniture and decoration market.
