How many of your characters have you met in your real life?
A pilgrimage was my rite of passage. All of a sudden, walking during 56 days from France to Santiago de Compostela, in 1986, I realized that the connection with God was simpler than I thought, and that was better to, instead of trying to understand why am I here, start being here and accepting that God must have a reason for that. I my case, I always thought of being a writer, but I was 38 years then, and I thought it was too late. However, at the end of the pilgrimage, I said to myself: if you want to be here, you need to fight for your dreams. And I decided to write my first book. After a pilgrimage like this, everybody may be a character, or part of a character in my books.
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its never too late for dreams ,but living the dream is why we are here…and all the characters we encounter along the way just add to the story of who we are ..Blessings Tania
I just realised that we were both nearly in the same place at the same time.
1986 was the year I spent 7 months with family in Vigo. One of the happiest years of my life. My grandmother was from Corme. My head space in that year as a teenager was more focused on the goodlooking Spanish boys, and innocent romance ;)
Kathleen xx