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 Sasha, What Is To Be Done?

In “Sasha, what is to be done?”, S. T. Wilson develops a social comedy that crosses Europe,
a road story of impressive content about a man determined to kidnap Lenin's body in Moscow.
A tale of utopia, ethics, and love. With this novel, he collaborates for at last the world to bury the Cold War.



"We are only a means used by them to exist and transmit their messages." 


What's the story behind your latest book?
A friend asked me to tell the story of how he and three other people left the Iberian Peninsula to Moscow to rescue Lenin's body, displayed in a Mausoleum in Red Square. The story is a trip from Coimbra (Portugal) to Moscow and then to London, but ends in New York, precisely to try to help us analyze the Soviet period with more reason and less emotionalism. In fact, several generations lived a few of the Cold War. This era is part of our lives and of humanity. I have received a lot of support from the readers, who send me messages and are making a positive current to spread the book as much as possible, considering that it raises many important points for reflection. I am very pleased with the repercussion of this work.

Remind us of some messages that can be passed through this story.
"People are divided into slaves, citizens, and human beings. Slaves do not fight for their own rights. They go through life subject to a structure, ambition or vice. Citizens fight only for their own rights. And human beings fight for the rights of other beings, especially those who do not have the strength or the voice to fight for themselves, like the sick, poor people, prisoners, and animals." Vlad in Sasha, What Is To Be Done?

What is the greatest joy of writing for you?
The great joy of writing is to let the characters reveal themselves and gradually assume their personalities. We discover that we are only a means used by them to exist and transmit their messages that are also the messages of many readers. Another joy is when you feel that the story has come to an end, at least a temporary end. And the greatest joy is when we receive hundreds of messages from readers who have identified themselves with the set or with part of the messages that were transmitted.

What do your readers mean to you?
Readers are the reason for writing. If writing is a solitary act or little interactive, it validates only when it finds resonance, when it finds people who are interested in that theme, or how the points are approached. The writer is a bridge between the characters and the readers, where the exchanges of energies between them pass.

Who are your favorite authors?
Classics like Shakespeare, Voltaire, Charles Dickens, Dostoyevsky, Victor Hugo, Jules Verne, Kafka, Hemingway.

What inspires you to get out of bed each day?
Life and work and dream. And bills to pay. When you're not writing, how do you spend your time? I watch a lot of movies, I play music, I travel, I work in other activities.

Where did you grow up, and how did this influence your writing?
I grew up in a small town, compared to larger ones, and large compared to smaller ones. A city of rural economy but dreaming of industrialization. I always wanted to go out in search of the center. When I was 10 I watched TV in the neighbor's house, sitting under the table. Few families had a TV set on the street. A year later I won the first prize in an art contest on the main TV channel. Everything that I am, I owe to the city where I was born, for it was there that I began to discover the world. I read a lot of comic books, photo novels, I did not have a literary environment or influence of educated relatives. I had to find out everything by myself, in libraries, bookstores.


When did you first start writing?
I started writing on school assignments, I was always good at it, and at 16 I participated in several short story contests. I earned my first thousand dollars in a contest in a major city of the one I lived in, and I had my first tale published in a national circulation magazine. Then I won another contest. What future do you see for literature? I believe that literature is the most advanced stage of writing, is what transcends time, which goes through generations. I believe the world can not live without content. And to write is to synthesize contents, it is to summarize life in what it can have of more importance. I believe the future is literature, and literature in the future. That is, if we have a future, we have to have good literature. It is the people who read that make the world better, they have more sensitivity, they have more information and they have more capacity to face the challenges and solve the problems that will come.

What a final message you would give us?
You do a very important job for the world, for life, and for each one of us. I read a lot of good things that I would not have discovered were it not for you. When we are tired, or discouraged, or feeling a void, or even happy, it is when we need to read and discover interesting things. And you allow it. 




Books by S. T. Wilson

  Sasha, What Is To Be Done?
Sasha, What Is To Be Done? 

Price:  15.99 USD. Words: 64,400. Language: English. Published: May 12, 2017. Categories: Outraged by the controversy about "what to do" with Lenin's body, displayed in a mausoleum in Moscow, the Portuguese gardener Carmo Miranda drank vodka in a bar in Coimbra, Portugal. During meetings, he reassessed his life. Between dreams and delirium, the appearance of a bearded figure and grave voice (God, Socrates or Marx?) ordered him to go to Russia to rescue the body of the Soviet leader. 

Oulalie! 

Price:  13.99 USD. Words: 43,850. Language: English. Published: September 6, 2017. Categories: Fiction » Fantasy » Contemporary,
Fiction » Adventure » Action Two deaf friends talked to various objects and brought abandoned things to their house. Things start to revolt against humans. Have things souls? Are some people treated like things? Up to what point are these traditional definitions true? And at what point does man cease to be human and transform into a thing and the thing becomes human?