Finally, In 2010 I published in Portuguese my first novel: Asif, Perdão. Since then, writing is my food and water, not for the body, but for my mind.Tweet
My grandmother and her family immigrated to Brazil when she was 2 years old. She grew up in the middle of a Spanish community in Cambuci and married a man who was part of that community. A Spanish, wealth, immature man.
My grandmother had six offsprings: two sons and four daugther, my mother was the fourth child. As my grandmother, my mother married someone from the same community, but my father was half Spanish and half Brazilian (a mix of France, Portuguese, African and Brazilian Natives) I was the first offspring, then came my sister and that’s was: The family.
“A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.”
― Carl Sagan
I graduated in Engineering, but writing was my favourite hobby. I wrote poetry when I was fifteen, than technical books at 30 – Vusal Basic, Word, Operation System, Technology in Education. Finally, In 2010 I published in Portuguese my first novel: Asif, Perdão. Since then, writing is my food and water, not for the body, but for my mind.
My timeline publishing books is: 2009 – Asif, Perdão, 2013 – Asif, Superação and Luzes da Turquia, 2019 – Season of a Soul, and soon 2020 – A Tale in Red, and 2021 – The Bull’s Heart.