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Book Title: Então, conheci minha irmã: a morte as separou, um diário as uniu The author of the book: Christine Hurley Deriso Edition: Editora Gutenberg Date of issue: 2014 ISBN: No data ISBN 13: No data Language: English Format files: PDF The size of the: 647 KB City - Country: No data Loaded: 2244 times Reader ratings: 3.6 |
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Summer Stetson não conheceu sua irmã. Sua mãe engravidou dela assim que Shannon morreu, aos 17 anos, em um terrível acidente de carro, que se chocou com uma árvore. Ao longo de sua vida, Summer acostumou-se a assistir seus pais repetirem o quanto a irmã era perfeita, amada e boa filha, e por isso sempre acreditou que fosse uma decepção para eles. Ao fazer 17 anos, recebe da tia de presente o diário que Shannon escrevia até o dia de sua morte. Ao ler aquelas páginas para saber mais sobre a irmã, acaba descobrindo alguns segredos, e a cada revelação, sobre a família e sobre si mesma, entende que a verdade pode ser, por vezes, dolorosa, mas nunca deixará de ser libertadora.

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One thing that strikes me about my writing is that the process has changed very little since I first started jotting down stories around age six. An idea fills my head and whines, cajoles, begs or bullies until I pay attention. Sometimes the ideas are so charming that I scoop them up in a hug. Other times, they’re so annoying that I snap, “What?” at their insistence. But either way, I can no more walk away from one than I could walk away from a child in need.
The ideas originate in my head, but they seem to have a mind, an essence, an existence of their own. I feel more like a vessel than an owner. Succumbing to these ideas’ insistence to flow through me is profoundly joyful, but also utterly involuntary. And that hasn’t changed since I was six.
What has changed, I hope, is my wisdom, my insight, my courage . . . my head’s ability to make enough sense of these ideas to shape them into something meaningful, even the ones that scare me. Especially the ones that scare me.
I’m guessing you’ll glean from my books that I love all words, any words.
Whether I’m writing for a young child, a tween, a young adult or a Ph.D., I try hard to move my reader . . . to make his world a little bigger or his heart a little fuller. Hopefully both.
So there you have it: I love words and I love ideas, and if I didn’t love them, they’d badger me anyhow.
Thanks for sharing the experience with me.
Reviews of the Então, conheci minha irmã: a morte as separou, um diário as uniu

ALFIE
After this book, I look at the world with different eyes!

DAISY
Perfect Design and content!

MASON
This book will make you shudder, infiltrate, and change your mind about this crazy world.

MILLIE
Poignant book.
Not when you can say the book is better.
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