At 80, isabel allende is loving the freedom that comes with age  

A new novel by author Isabel Allende, 80, is always cause for celebration by literary fiction fans. Her latest, _The Wind Knows My Name_, is an absorbing story centered on 7-year-old Anita

Díaz, whose mother disappears after they escape violence in El Salvador for the U.S. The author spoke to AARP about the novel and her remarkable life, which includes fleeing Chile for

Venezuela after General Augusto Pinochet’s 1973 coup and publishing her first of many acclaimed books, _The House of the Spirits_, in 1982 at age 40.  You’ve said, “I can only write about

what I’m passionate about.” What makes you passionate about Anita’s story? First, I have been a political refugee and an immigrant, so I know what it is to be displaced. I have a foundation

[The Isabel Allende Foundation] that works with organizations that are doing work on the border, not only here in the United States, but we work with refugees also in Europe, for example,

from Syria, from Ukraine, from Africa. So I know the plight of refugees, and I am passionate about it, because I know so many, so many stories. We tend to think in numbers — so many millions

of refugees. That doesn't mean anything until you meet a person, know the name, see the face, hear the story. And that’s my job — to build a story. So I heard about a girl like Anita

through my foundation, and it just broke my heart. Allende's new novel, ‘The Wind Knows My Name,’ was inspired by a true story about a young refugee. Penguin Random House If you hadn’t

become a novelist, what do you think you would have done? Well, I was a journalist and a very happy one until the military coup. And then I had to get out of my country and I couldn’t work

as a journalist anymore. And I did all sorts of odd jobs in Venezuela to make a living until I started writing. But that was much, much later. I was almost 40. I think that without the need

to get out, and the years of exile and silence and hardship, I don’t think I would have had the need to write my first novel. So I would be in Chile. Probably a journalist — by now a retired

journalist, I suppose. When you think of “home,” is there a specific place that comes to mind? It’s my house in California. But my place is really in my roots, and really in my books. And

in the few people I love, in memories. I’m surrounded by the photographs of the people I have lost and that I love — my roots are with them, too. Home is not so much a place. If my son moved

to Kenya, for example, I would move with him. I would never be separated from him. So that will be my home — where my loved ones are.