Júlia Lopes de Almeida

Rio wanted a woman in the Academy. Then it voted her out and gave the chair to her husband. She wrote anyway: bankruptcies, widows, households that look respectable until the books are opened. Columns on the front page of O Paiz. Novels the papers ran as serials. Children’s books when she felt like it. Fifty years of work, and a fairy tale is only one of them. Era uma vez... is the sugar. A Falência is the knife. Start wherever you like. She had both.