Llego con tres heridas

"Perhaps all this is a friendly farewell to my father, a way of leaving him in order to continue. I'm sure he would understand. It's the only way to make life. José, I hope you understand. I have to say goodbye to you. I have to recognize that in some way I have protected myself all these years through that figure that is and is not you. From that idea of ??what I should be as your daughter. And now I have to move forward. I have to go on without you. Like when in the film you see the ghost say goodbye, like when the spirit leaves the body, like when the shadow of Peter Pan detaches from his heels. Nothing happens. We'll be fine. You'll see". This book is born from three wounds, as in Miguel Hernández's poem: that of life, that of death, that of love; Violeta Gil starts from them to shape an intimate and exciting story. With this novel we are witnessing an exciting creative exercise in which the author bravely reveals herself, putting her voice, body and soul at the service of her destiny, retaking forgotten paths, conversations with relatives, real documents or, in the absence of them, invented. Rarely do books feel so necessary and trust so admirably to her own raison d'être.