We all are, in a way, the sum of our memories. How did the concept of memory recall influence the story of REMEMBER MIA ? Coming around is the norm and sounds obvious and inevitable, but in my case it was the longest year of my life. My need to keep her safe at all times was in stark contrast to what I didn’t feel the overwhelming joy of being a mother. Whenever she wasn’t with me, I would suddenly start and panic, convinced I had left her in some department store or market to fend for herself. To the outside world I looked fine but I had unsettling thoughts visions of falling down steps while holding my daughter plagued me. I went about my days feeling like a zombie. I experienced nine months of nausea and a potentially life-threatening complications after childbirth that almost took my life. Tell us about the part of the novel that is the harsh reality for some mothers-postpartum depression? There were many revisions, many workshops, but eventually the story took shape. The title may changed over the years, but the story remained the same a tale of motherhood, shortcomings, and isolation. So later that night, I sat down and a sentence popped into thy head: “Tell me about Mia.” I imagined a woman, ravaged by postpartum depression, being confronted by a psychiatrist working to unravel the ball of yarn that is the disappearance of her infant daughter. Needless to say, I hadn’t put a single word on paper. I eventually took a novel-writing class, and on the first day of class I was asked to post twenty-five pages.
Tell us how you came up with the idea for REMEMBER MIA ? I took a few writing classes and eventually published my short fiction. After the birth of my daughter I became a freelance translator and even though the projects I worked on were mostly commercial, I really wanted to break into literary translations. The union never panned out and I so decided to tell my own stories instead. I eventually started reading English novels, gluttonously, day in, day out. I ended up in Texas, I married, and explored a career in corporate America.
Days after graduating from college I boarded a plane to the U.S. Forester’s African Queen, and Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein-but other than that I read books exclusively in my native language. I read English literature in high school-I remember Bram Stoker’s Dracula, C. She knows she holds the key to what happened that night-but what she doesn’t know is whether she was responsible. The only thing she can recall is the blood…so much blood. A week later, Estelle is found in a wrecked car miles from home, with a gunshot wound to the head and no memory. When Estelle Paradise’s baby daughter is taken from her crib, she doesn’t report her missing. REMEMBER MIA is a thriller that puts you in the midst of every mother’s worst nightmare: her baby has disappeared.
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