Why literature?

About writing… I discovered very early that writing is my gift. I’m a big consumer of books and now I can appreciate how much I’ve learned from them throughout my life. My first literary exercises began early, at age 14. I wrote poetry, short stories and chronicles and I recognize that the encouragement of my family in this process, especially of my father, was instrumental in my training because I lived always surrounded by books. Reading is thinking. Reading is reflecting. Reading is growing up as a human being.

Books can transport us to new worlds, to amazing and wonderful adventures, to the heart of human emotions, often incomprehensible! I had a professor of Brazilian Literature that used to say:


“Art is the imitation of life. Literature is the imitation of life. But life is much larger and more complex than any kind of art or than all literature because when we finish reading a book, we can always start reading it again if something wasn’t learned. With life it’s not possible. Life doesn’t allow us to return back if we don’t understand something.”


I’ve never forgotten that and I always thought about the different ways of art as the great gifts given us to understand life and to see ourselves mirrored in the pages of a novel; the conflicts faced by characters in the image of a beautiful painting, in the chords of a song that touches the soul.



So, I write.

I try to turn art into the secrets of heart and I try to share them with my readers. Always.

Some authors are unforgettable! Who don’t have a list of preferences? My literary passions are:

Fernando Pessoa: everything is absolutely divine!
Clarice Lispector: idem.
Manuel Bandeira: exciting.
Vinicius de Moraes: eternal passion.
Carlos Drummond de Andrade: love at first reading.
Jorge Amado: the face and the synthesis of Brazil. Wonderful.
Lygia Bojunga Nunes: my icon.
Shakespeare: no words. There is nothing to say!
William Blake: to see the depths of the human soul … Divine.
John Donne: smooth and exciting.
Walt Whitman: great and wonderful.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez: remarkable and unforgettable.
Jorge Luis Borges: he makes me understand the intricate mazes of literary texts.
The French: everyone, without exception, true Masters.

I can add dozens of other names to this list, but I’ll do this little by little…