GIANLIVIO FASCIANO

I LIKE TO TELL THE STORY OF THE INDIVIDUAL WITHIN THE STATE, OF FREEDOM WITHIN AUTHORITY.

I, Gianlivio.
I read and write because
That's what I'm made of.

I am a lawyer.

Literature does not submit. Perhaps that's why it gets along well with law. That's why I write about what lies beneath, what survives in facts and memory because it's a way of living within it.

I am a lawyer.

Literature does not submit. Perhaps that's why it gets along well with law. That's why I write about what lies beneath, what survives in facts and memory because it's a way of living within it.

MY NAME IS
RUST.

The protagonist, a young mobster from Caltanissetta, "born to kill," chooses to disappear: he takes on a false name, Pierre Rousseau, and enlists in the Foreign Legion. Thus begins an extreme journey, from the barracks of Marseille to the jungles of Guyana, but the real conflict is within him.

From childhood and adolescence, in a harsh Sicily, Ruggine learns silence and violence as the only law. No trauma, no remorse: only the need to survive, to belong, to not disappear.

Between poetry and brutality, *My Name is Rust* tells the story of a man's descent into despair, struggling with his own name, his own past, and with the desperate desire to be loved.
An impossible love, for Susanna, a Venetian prostitute, is the only light that pierces the rusted iron of her life.

My Name is Rust is a novel about the need to save oneself.

Or, save?

MY NAME IS RUST.

THE PROMISE.

World War II bursts into Romolo's life like a sudden wind that sweeps away all certainty. He, who knew only the slow pace of the cows and the breath of the pastures, is dragged away from his land. In Trieste he learns to shoot, becomes a sharpshooter, then a radio operator. He discovers the sea, discipline, fear.

September 8th catches him off guard, like so many others: he deserts, changes his name, and crosses a wounded country, amidst rubble, devastated stations and countryside.

He's not a hero, but an ordinary man caught in a history too big for him. He carries the war in his eyes and the silent promise to stay alive in his heart, even when everything around him seems to be collapsing.

THE PROMISE.

MY
ORIGINS.

MOLISE:
MY COUNTRY
MASTROGIOVANNI .