The book had been out for a few months In the land of wonders (Ángulo Editorial, 2025), by philosopher and professor Eulàlia Bosch, haunted my house. Unconsciously, it approached and moved away: the day it arrived, its colors insisted on being on the dining room table; at dusk, it waited patiently for an opportunity on the nightstand; the next day, with the arrival of a new book, it found itself displaced to the office desk. Days pass, and there are readings that never find their moment, until you finally start them and understand why you've always kept them close, taking an erratic walk around the house, avoiding relegating them entirely to the pile of pending titles that deep down you know you'll never read.

An abandoned sofa in the middle of the street, a piano that shelters childhood dreams, a private visit to the Altamira caves, a blue blazer that makes her see that red is a dangerous color towards the north... The stories collected by Eulàlia Bosch (Barcelona, ​​​​1949) in In the land of wonders (Angle Editorial) were written at vital moments and in very distant places over the years, but as the author explained during the book presentation on Tuesday at La Central, they can't exactly be considered an autobiography, neither vital nor intellectual, although it's inevitable to do so. "I didn't think of the book as a biography, which would be impossible for me to do, but rather I aim to explain how everything ends up becoming a story for me. This happens to me and to many other people, but the truth is that this is how I relate to myself, telling myself stories based on any everyday event, and that's how I am." From those stories she was writing and accumulating in a drawer, this selection emerged, which she initially didn't even think of publishing.