"What if I wrote a novel about Nicolas Cage's hair?" he asked himself a few years ago. Albert Pijuan (Calafell, 1985), novelist, playwright and translator. "It seemed to me too absurd a starting point to let him lose." –he continues–. If the ideas survive the passage of time and that obsession persists, I know that it will haunt me until the end of time and then I have no choice but to write it down."