Would absolutely recommend anyone who enjoys Allende's writing to read this: a great look into her life and mind. I think of Allende as a Chilean author, and I hadn't really thought about what that meant. This book is a fantastic look into what nationality is, what it means to be a native to some place or country, what home looks like and what it feels like to have no home at all. A great piece of nostalgic writing, looking back on her past, present and future. Chile, Venezuela, San Francisco, Allende invents her own country occupied by herself, because nobody embodies their country perfectly. We make our own space, influenced by where we live. I want to visit Chile.