About writing in another language—and how it helped to improve my Native one.

You see, ignoring the fact English has Anglo Saxon roots, while Portuguese has Latin roots, like French and Spanish—and ignoring also they have completely different structures and grammar rules and slang words and idiomatic expressions and etc—when writing in another language, you have also to consider your readers, your characters, the place they live in and, mainly, their language.

My dad asked me once ‘are you ready to give up being a writer?’ And this turned out to be one of the best advice I’ve ever received.

I have 3 siblings: a sister and two brothers, all of them are older than me. There's a 12, 9 and 7 years gap between each of them and me, so I was basically raised with only one of them, the 3rd on the 'line'... Still, I have a great relationship with all my siblings … Continue reading My dad asked me once ‘are you ready to give up being a writer?’ And this turned out to be one of the best advice I’ve ever received.

Unpile those building blocks! Ask yourself: am I really writing to make a difference?

Hello, you! I was MIA for some time, I know — but there's a reason behind that. I was, and still am, struggling between what I think is best for me and what I think is best for my so-called "Future" (taking care of Mom and Dad included). As a result, everything feels a whole … Continue reading Unpile those building blocks! Ask yourself: am I really writing to make a difference?

Not-so-urban- LitBite: A rainy beach, a melting popsicle.

'Lit Bite' is a collection of nano-texts that may or may not have an ending. For me, it represents a reflexive moment, a time to think about Writing and about my life in the city, with all the great and terrible feelings it brings me. They are short, small scenes with memories or imagined situations. What … Continue reading Not-so-urban- LitBite: A rainy beach, a melting popsicle.

My first book changed my life. Here’s why…

Work. Work. Work. Money. Work. Money. Work. Work. Work. Money. Work. And this was my entire vocabulary throughout any conversation, one year and three months ago, locked in a big office in São Paulo, Brazil, dealing with major clients, millions of users every day and one demanding boss. "Love, do you want anything for Valentine's day?" … Continue reading My first book changed my life. Here’s why…