Cathy. M

Cathy. M

Caty. M was born in Paris and has lived in Brive, Corrèze, for 27 years. Coming from a family of authors, she chose dance rather than writing. Curious to visit other countries and encounter new cultures, she traveled with her profession. At 40, she ended her career to pursue another path. A few years later, she began writing for her grandchildren under a pseudonym. When she was younger, she heard echoes of a rumor, like the ones that sometimes circulate in the countryside. With the help of her imagination, she turned it into a novel... somewhere between reality and fiction.

A terrible rumor has been circulating for a long time in an isolated countryside. A woman is involved, and it continues for years like a curse from mother to daughter... What happened in 1940? How can everything change when a woman doesn't find her place? If feelings are mixed up, it is difficult to lead one's life, especially when one discovers that the forbidden is so pleasant. Can one love without having known maternal affection? So love can make one jealous if it seems inaccessible. "Since I had been called the Gypsy so often, this was the opportunity to show myself as I am! Mother cried out when she saw me: "My daughter, all you need is a crystal ball!" Then she walked away towards the kitchen and came back with the old glass ball that served as a lampshade. "Well, now, with that, you're missing nothing, you've become a real Gypsy!"