This book takes us to the Laboratory of Elena Ferrante, allows us to take a look at the drawers from which his first three novels came out and then the four chapters of brilliant friend, offering an example of absolute passion for writing.
The writer answers not a few questions that you made them readers. She says, for example, because whoever writes a book would do well to keep themselves aside and let the text take the course of her. She says the thoughts and anxieties of when a novel becomes film. She says how complicated to find answers in pills to an interview's questions. She says joys, labors, anguish of those who tell a story and then discovers them insufficient. She says her relationships of her with psychoanalysis, with the cities in which she lived, with childhood as a warehouse of a thousand suggestions and fantasies, with maternity, with feminism. The result is the narrative self-portrait of a writer at work.