At the height of his 96 years of life, Lydia Fagundes Tellesshe can be considered the greatest living Brazilian modernist writer, or rather, a true lady of the Brazilian literature, her books were and continue to be a great milestone in the entire literary trajectory. View. Let's get to know a little more about this brilliant writer?
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The writer Lydia Fagundes was born in SP, in 1923, right in the center of São Paulo, in 1931, she begins to produce her first literary works, in other words, already in his childhood, when he was only 8 years old, he began to arouse his passion for stories there, for the magic of telling stories.
Her father, Durval de Azevedo Fagundes, a lawyer at the time, and her mother Maria do Rosário, a great pianist, were extremely important in the writer's literary trajectory. Lydia learned the meaning of the game, and with it she learned that books can also be a great kind of game, literary production can be seen as a bet, bets on stories with content and quality, without forgetting the reader, who is a great piece of the game, that is, the same ones who make decisions and make necessary criticisms according to the stories read.
In 1938, Lydia published her first book, book of short stories, in 1940 she enters the law school of Largo São Francisco de SP, and later as a pre-law student she embarked on the course at the Higher School of Physical Education, that is, Lydia walked through several aspects during her life. While still in college, Lydia starts to attend the literary circles that aroused her passion even more for books, shortly after, she joined the academy of letters, collaborating with texts in the newspaper literary.
Lydia during her life wrote great important works, such as Praia viva, in 1944, red cactus of 1949, it received a great prize at the Academia Brasileira de Letras, these works did not are more commonly found, Lydia considers that they were created in juvenile times, she says: "" the young age does not justify the birth of premature texts, which should continue in the limbo".
In her life trajectory, Lydia got married only once, in 1950, in 1954, her only child is born. The son is Lydia's passion, it was in him that he found his main literary inspirations, he helped her in criticizing her texts.
Lydia, in addition to having dedicated her life to literature, she was also part of the Attorney of the São Paulo State Social Security Institute, a position that remained until his retirement formally, and he also became president of the Cinemateca, and finally he is a member of the Academia Paulista de Letras, phew, a lot no?
Lydia has published several critically acclaimed books, in 1954 she published her first novel, Ciranda de Stone, marking the mature literary beginning, through critics, Lydia becomes a great writer consecrated.
In 1963, already separated from her first husband, Lydia moved in with Paulo Emilio Salles Gomes, a great Brazilian political activist and film critic, was founder of the Cinemateca Brasileira, in the same year, Lydia published Verão no aquarium, and together with her husband Paulo, wrote the movie script Capitu (1967) based on Dom Suckus.
His works are present all over the world, such as Portugal, Germany, Holland, Italy, among others, we end here with a speech about the literary creation said by Lydia:
“Literary creation? The writer may be crazy, but it doesn't drive the reader crazy, on the contrary, it can even drive him away from madness. The writer can be corrupted, but he doesn't. It can be lonely and sad and yet it will feed the dream of those who are in solitude”.
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"The shortest distance between two points may be the straight line, but it's on the curved paths that the best things in life are found."
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