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translator and editor by day, columnist deserters and novelist night

In 1994, the house in which we are moving, PJ, 7 monsters and I was in a street cable of Le Mans. A previous notredomicile, we had no television: antenna recevaitmal, and we only watched videos. Nouvellemaison in a small room on the ground floor immediately becomes the "small-salon-de-television". We install a small sofa, two armchairs, a carpet, a coffee table. And a TV. There are placardsderrière for storing cartridges. And we receive channels câble.Jimmy, Série Club, Teva, and later, 13 th Street.

Between 1994 and 1997, I collaborate with other livresde Eighth Art Large sériesaméricaines (2 volumes) and Lesgrandes British series (1) headed by the most employees Solid home: Alain Carrazé, Baudou Jacques, Jean-Jacques Schleret, Christopher Petit. Aprèsces three anthologies is provided a fourth, devoted to sériesfrançaises, but in 1997, the Eighth editions Arts never vraimentgagné lot of money by publishing these books declare bankruptcy. A autreéditeur, Les Belles Lettres, hosts the last book Eighth Art, New series 1996-1997, that jeco-sign with Alain Carrazé, which I wrote more than half. Three sériesm'ont particularly marked. Angela, 15years ( My So-Called Life ) unechronique sensitive life of a group of teenagers of the 90s; Star Trek: The Next Generation, àlaquelle Christophe Petit definitely converted me and I regardéeintégralement Thanks to him, and finally a series that began its carrièreaux U.S. in fall 1994 and France during the summer of 1996. Enmilieu broadcast week with two episodes per evening, she took all by surprise by winning lemonde unexpected success with the public françaisqui ordinarily watch much television during the holiday months. Sibien only to the success of the 1 st season, France 2, which was released in the mouth-hole decides to engage immediately in the 2 e programmantle the season Sunday night, between September and December of that year. Scheduled dansce niche, she regularly beat the sacrosanct film TF1.

This series is ER (ER ), which will continue ladiffusion United States until 2009. Emergencies touched me in many ways: as spectateuret reader, as a physician and as a writer. It demonstrates qu'onpeut make good fiction from reality. The two major articlesque I write during those years, one for The new series 1996-1997, one for Generation Series, magazine headed by Christophe Petit, sontprobablement the two longest and most detailed written about lasers in French at 20 th century. In 2001, for a livreintitulé mirrors life storyTell American series, I will put Emergencies in the context of other medical dramas of the past and the time Maisen 1996-1997, devote long articles to analytical series téléviséesest work of pure volunteerism. Apart from a handful of fans of longuedate, nobody takes them seriously Telefiction nor in the media, nimême on French television. We can safely say that the succèsimprévisible of Emergency F2 aattiré suddenly media attention on gender. For comparison, X-Files began his carrièredeux years ago on M6. But it was only after the occurrence of ER screens that autresséries - including that of Chris Carter, who is also the official listing article in The New séries1996 -1997 - have acquired a certain reputation among journalists. Emergencies will certainly have a great influencesur the book I am writing this time. A novel jerédige since 1993, intermittently, between two urgent tasks detraduction or editorial support, the evening or late at night as lesarticles devoted to the series.

Arelation / Sachs disease

The main character in my book, a campaign named médecinde Bruno Sachs is one of six players Papers of Marcoeur, big novel PaulOtchakovsky-Laurens refused, after publication of The Vacation . When I began writing what is called The relationship yet, not yet Sachs disease, I just quittermon surgery. And I feel the guilt at the thought of having "abandoned" the patients I have cared for ten years, maisaussi year I started following my father and in memory delui . The chronology of the narrative is "rigged" on meshoraires consultations and my schedule generalist. And its aim is basically very simple: to tell the daily life of French country unmédecin the late 20 th century and show qu'unmédecin is a person like everyone else.

What Lamaladie Sachs should the series is not apparent when I write (if not because I appreciate a lot of characters of TV series to end, by combining writers, friends and musicians who have accompagnépendant his writing). In hindsight, I realize well aware that among its 113courts chapters, some are "one-shot (thumbnail dontles characters will not come back later in the book), others desépisodes" Forward "featuring characters recurring dontl'histoire runs throughout the book. Lamaladie Sachs is not a book as a breathless episode of ER , and many readers m'ontconfié have struggled to "get inside" before reaching lacinquantième page. Some told me "When you read cinqpremiers or four chapters we wonder Maisest is it like that throughout the book? And then regardelle table of contents, we see that the names of some characters there figureplusieurs times and say: Ah , ilsvont return, those. "

I consider myself lucky: leslecteurs who have not tired before the fiftieth page were trèsnombreux. And I want to say how absolutely ignorant cetteconstruction by slow implementation would be received. Thereby laying the lespersonnages One after another, I made a bet - with a certaineinconscience - that readers "march" provided quechaque chapter has an interest in itself, it tells a coherent story (orand substantial fragment of a story longer) and that personnagessoient interesting enough to make people want to read more. J'espéraisaussi the narration assigned patients to maintain the Bruno mystèreautour "their doctor".

Several years later, in rereading it, too, that this j'aicompris slow introduction of the characters in front deslecteurs transposed in some way, the slowness with which j'avaismoi also received patients and gradually learned to know the links lesunissaient to each other, frozen conflicts, love betrayed, auvitriol resentments and family secrets. When I moved, I saw little depatients, and then, gradually, they filled my waiting room nonseulement their bodies but also their stories and their voices. Maisau beginning when they were rare, I've often said, "Maisest does it will always be like that?" And even if I do FSAP have voluntarily, but intuitively, I am pleased that by reading lescinquante first pages of the book, some readers will be asked mêmequestion!

A title for another

The four years I spent writing relationship oùj'accumule are also the ones writing the series - and where I collect also watching deserters. The years 1994-2000 are those of Emergencies, of Friends, of NYPD Blue, Murder One, Homicide and biend'autres. Thanks to cable, I'm full of stories. In early 1997, monroman is finished. I send it to Paul who told me OL after reading: "This is the novel that I expect from you since The Vacation." This program for publication next month From January . One spring day in 1997 at Virgin Champs-Elysees, a surl'ordinateur booksellers, I hit the track with a smile on my book, The Relationship , telling myself that one day the screen the display. And pof! It actually displays a novel Mechanism made. With the name of another author. I head to the range and go out ume, a novel published by Mercure de France by a woman named C. Salty.Il was published last year. Obviously I am very worried. I croyaisque my title was original. I call Paul. He told me that c'estembêtant course, all that POL and Mercury (which belongs to the group Gallimard) have the same broadcaster. The disambiguation may be confusing. Must jetrouve otherwise. I am very annoyed, because I wanted my title to sapolysémie. The word "relationship" refers of course to relationsfamiliales, therapeutic and loving mentioned in the novel, but its mode of narration tell, tell it, and j'aichoisi to tell the doctor by his patients and his entourage ... pointde to give all personneages surnames of writers (Leblanc, Destouches Boulle Deshoulieres ...). In rereading the novel, I came across unpassage in which Bruno Sachs vituperates against doctors who donnentleur name to the disease they described. "How can we be proud dedon his name to a damn?" A light bulb above head dema. I compose a new page, with the name of the author, lenouveau under the symbol POL and I faxed to the publisher. Five minutesplus later the phone rings and I hear Paul's voice tell me "Wow!" The novel is therefore Sachs disease and it will be justice: it is the observation (in the medical sense, which means the document in which a médecindécrit symptoms and signs of examining a patient) sespatients by a doctor, and is the description of his suffering to himself. For once the term is not usurped. What hurts Bruno Sachs is the désespoirde feel powerless, inadequate face of human suffering.

A page in a weekly

While the book goes to print in late 1997, I received a call from Francois Viot, editor of Cable TV Satellite Hebdo a magazinedestiné cable subscribers, still a minority in France at the time. Convinced that the series will become very important in television, he decided to create the first page devoted to the series in a hebdomadairetélé. He suggested the direction of Alain Carrazé which, taken by autresprojets, suggested he call me. Write a page on the series chaquesemaine, further volunteer work almost as critical and I did Art pourHuitième Generation Series for five years, it is obviously a godsend, and I saisisl'occasion without hesitation. Begun in January 1998, my collaboration with HSCT last seven years, until January2005, and will cease only for economic reasons and labor (one autrejournaliste, older than me in the media group, will be resettled in maplace the disappearance of another magazine of the same group).
The year 1998 is therefore doubly important pourmon work as a writer. First, because I publish my second novel. Ensuiteparce I become critical of television series in a newspaper.

In practice, the second event is the first plusimportant: the prospect of becoming a freelance dansun regular magazine is a relief for the freelance translator I am. Except incident, a fraction of my income "falls" each month, I can count on. This is pasnégligeable. PJ works in a local administration (one desservices City Hall) but outside of my shift at the hospital (I auraideux few years later) my own income are more random. However, we expect a third child by counting the top five first marriages and Denos born twins born in 1993, it will then let us know ... eight! And no, it is no accident. I can not remember exactementcomment we came to decide to have another child at our age (I am 42 years old in 1997, PJ 41) and it did not happen on a whim: we went to visit the gynecologist who has seven other world ( Le Mans is a small town) and has since become our friend, luidemander if it was "reasonable" and he assured us that nousdisant pregnancy after forty years, for a healthy woman, Can is not per se "unreasonable." And in retrospect, of course, I tell myself that maybe it was still reckless. Folie.Toujours or is it only in January 1998, a few weeks before the birth of cetenfant, the prospect of putting a little butter in the spinach rassurebeaucoup me.

At the same time, my experience as a translator ETDE science writer started fifteen years earlier Prescribing then What ChoisirSanté bearing fruit. I just signed four contracts for larédaction popular books for medical Reader's Digest French. Suffice to say that this début1998, my horizon is full: I of books to write, a rubriquerégulière to ensure a modest but solid hospital activity, and vieconjugale and family rich with a gaggle of children all full of energy. We're pretty broke, because all our earnings are swallowed up in the lesremboursements home and spending stewardship, and our ex respective seem to spend their time with us "rot lavie" (I quote here the words of PJ by adopting fully), are perfectly happy maisnous and January 1998 we have only seulespoir extremely banal: that the unborn child will be good.

When I receive the first copy of Sachs disease, I have sentimentspartagés. I am happy to have finally written a second novel, but aprèsavoir laminated my copy, I based a sigh and say AMPJ: "Phew ... It's big, it's depressing, nobody is going Lirec. , "PJ answered:" Taratata! It concerns all lemonde. "Despite all the confidence I in it, I think she DITC to please me. And I'm back at work.

Travel in Hollywood
In a sense, the seven years I spent at Cable TV Satellite Hebdo pasdissociables are those who have followed the success of Sachs disease , but I will speak separately because macollaboration earned me the weekly experiences extrêmementgratifiantes not directly related to my work as a novelist.

It is of course difficult to trace trèsprécisément collaboration as long, but compared to my contribution to the journal Prescrire , we can say that cefut day and night. François Viot was not a great leader, c'étaitun editor open, humorous, flexible, curious about everything - etd'abord of the expanding universe of the series. I explained to him very quickly quej'étais a bookworm, not an investigative journalist, and that would not jene many interviews and articles, I preferred to hear me a critical activity - namely: watch series, lesdécrire, comment, indicating their importance, highlighting leursqualités. Since my first meeting with Art and Eighth Generation Series deserters had seen many classical and contemporary, sometimes even almost unprecedented in France (such as Star Trek ) j'enregardais and even more since our arrival in the new house . Gradually, I began to receive tapes sent by chains m'annoncerla dissemination of particular novelty. My page included a "spotlight on" a series that I thought important, a half-dozen devout shorter series on the current (or an episode marking the uned'elles) and echoes reports of new products, cancellations, projects and events.
Soon enough, the page has been read and after a couple of UNAN, my editorial work has expanded to other tasks. J'aifait of occasional interviews with actors visiting Paris (BillyCampbell, who then played in Once andAgain , the beautiful series of Zwick and Herskowitz, Adrian Pasdar, j'aipu that question the significant but transient Profit then, later, David Chase, creator and master of œuvrede Sopranos ). But I surtouteu the chance to, thanks to Alain Carrazé and Télécâble , striking two trips to Hollywood, on the plateau deplusieurs important series. NYPD Blue, then broadcast exclusively on Canal Jimmy, was beginning to talk about elleparmi the "intellectual elites" in Paris. Thus, AlainFinkielkraut had cracked about him, in the pages of World I believe, an article titled (from memory) "The best television series of the world." Alain, who was the advisor to purchase During the age of the cable channel (on which he animaaussi from 1992 to 2001 a fortnightly amazing, Destination Series), had established a press trip on letournage of NYPD Blue . He took unepoignée journalists to meet and interview many of acteursprincipaux - including Dennis Franz, interprets the main character, Andy Sipowicz - and visit some of the producers and the trays. It was my premièreincursion a TV studio and I'm still very impressionné.Dans huge hangar, we had reconstructed, piece by piece, the 15th Precinct commissariatdu. The lobby with reception desks and the staircase (which went nowhere), the first floor landing with another boutde the stairs (from nowhere) and windows overlooking piècesd'en the face; sallede're the detective, whose walls could êtredéplacées order to install the cameras where the decided leréalisateur; the dressing room closets in which Andy, Bobby Simone ouMedavoy held many secret meetings "off the record ...

Dennis Franz, who had become at that time, 50 anspassé one of the most popular stars of American television thanks to His role of cop cursed seeking his redemption, had played in plusieursfilms Brian De Palma. It was a solid actor, and I can testify quec'était - and that's probably always be - a lovely type. Far from seprendre for a star, he showed us a générositéimpressionnante, responding our questions well beyond the time granted by us avaitété production (and even though his PR venaitrégulièrement remind him that he had other obligations), without hiding parson was developed character of Andy's role his life and he jouissaitpleinement success he was worth.
Like all his comrades in the series, moreover, Franz spent five days a week to turn twelve to fifteen hours a day, etconsacrait his weekends to various charities and varied in apparaissantbénévolement shows or events associationsd'aide for Children or the fight against AIDS. All those présentsau time of the interview - which took place on a sunny desstudios Fox - can testify that that day we met nonseulement a very great actor, whose jovial character, humor and contrasted wildly lagénérosité with the character qu'ilinterprétait dark, but also a kind amazing.

During the three days we spent àHollywood I had with Alan and another journalist an opportunity to visit anadditional plateau, which left me quite unforgettable memories. The "set" was located across the aisle on which trouvaitcelui of NYPD Blue . Alain had envied'aller visit and, shamelessly, he went to those who setrouvaient to entry. One of them was actor Adam Arkin (son of AlanArkin, excellent independent film actor we saw in particular jouerle role of the grandfather in Little MissSunshine .) Adam Arkin has spent most of his career in theater and latélévision U.S. for regular or recurring roles in high quality sériesde: NorthernExposure The West Wing, Life, and recently Sons of Anarchy . But this year (early 1998 if I remember correctly), he played one role principauxd'une medical series that began the same day and at the same time that Emergencies. It was Chicago Hope , the second set duscénariste-producer David E. Kelley ( AllyMcBeal, The Practice, Boston Legal ... ).
Arkin came out of the tray. I do not remember Dece Alain told him, or what he said and he could not resterlongtemps with us, however the net I remember that he too was a typecharmant, delighted to see French journalists to come shake his hand etlui say how much they loved what he did. But the more I got forteimpression by entering the set of Chicago Hope . For behind the wooden doors made of any uncontreplaqué, we found ourselves in a corridor hôpitalplus lifelike, silent and deserted (we do not turn this time) but impressive authenticity, since the floor tiles arranged endamier to the operating room. One of the technicians of the series offered Denous around. When I asked him if the hardware and operating lesappareillages who were there were working, he replied that yes, of course, and, opening the drawers of metal furniture, qu'ilscontenaient showed me everything that had to contain a "surgical ; 'true. "All equipment is leased to a company providing spécialiséedans studios" he explained. "It cheaper queda do make ... and it contributes to the authenticity of the show ... "


Critique series

page that m has entrusted François Viot will uneimportance great later in my journey as a writer. For if my j'aiartificiellement separate collaboration HSCT my literary success, lesdeux are intimately related: I started my page a few series that monthbefore Sachs disease remportele Livre Inter and I do know a large readership. However, this publicest also those who, at the time, watching the series without admitting it - because qu'en1998, it "does not say." It was probably difficult to s'ensouvenir, given the pervasiveness of the series today in first night partied on strings and on the covers of magazines - even parfoisen one of the dailies, but in 1998, recognizing that Looking series, cen'est not serious, is to show intellectual laziness is uneinsulte these arts "seriously" that are literature, theater, cinema. It's not even as respectable as read comic dessinéesqui, they, are real Zauteurs (Hergé, mostly ...). In short, for beaucoupde people (many teachers, in particular) is vulgar .

Not everyone, fortunately .

In 1994, Gerard Danou initiative, he mêmemédecin and literary critic, I attended a symposium Cerisy entitled "The suffering body: Medicine and Literature. " I airetrouvé Anne Roche, a professor of comparative literature at Aix-en-Provence, that I have known for some years. Having both worked (without lesavoir) to Dear Notebook, a book dePhilippe Lejeune devoted to the practice of diary, we devenusamis. Anne called me several times to talk to her étudiantslorsqu'elle made them look Lavaca. (1) Anne is not "only" teacher, she estaussi writer, critic, anthologist and watcher of the series. I was sonlecteur before it is mine, years ago, thanks to tasty The cause of geese, a livreréjouissant she co-authored with Genevieve Mouillaud. Obviously his name to Gerard j'aisuggéré Danou for the conference and in return, Anne, who came to estdéjà Cerisy, we suggested several other quality players. In 1994, I heard about the seminars Cerisy la Salle through the "Acts" which are published regularly, and I know it's unhaut intellectual meeting place in all areas of lalittérature, arts and humanities, but I never eul'occasion to go there. Anne explains that the days are spent auxexposés, evening activities for relaxation: defilms screenings, readings, discussions, etc.. Both of us decided to proposerchaque evening, our co-speakers, an introduction to series television in leurprojetant episodes of works that we think are important. There will of course Emergencies and Quantum Leap - which triggered outcries beautiful, too. But this first experience will lead us to co-direct together, eight years later, a new Cerisy sériestélévisées symposium on the first of its kind in France.

When the year 1998 begins, I am, aussiparadoxal as it may seem more engaged in the criticism that television Inthe literary production itself. When Sachs disease arrives in bookstores, I have four books to be written (and two to supervise) Selection for . I was given one or two other important translations, and PJ moiattendons and eighth child. Obviously, my business calendar etfamilial can never be more full than that!
As can be wrong!

(To be continued ...)


(1) What I know and except oblivion earlier oùj'écris this, Anne is still the only university that has dirigéplusieurs French master's theses devoted to one or other of my novels, and he should know that in France, most often, students must lesenseignants find them and accepting their supervision; livreset many authors are rejected without appeal. The choice of subjects should usually seplier tastes and priorities of managers - and their whims. In North America, however (and I have seen in nombreusesuniversités) we joyfully welcome students undertaking dedéfricher land unexplored. We find it rewarding ...

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Hotspots ... with Romain Verger

Entering the work of Romain Verger is a journey strange and paradoxical. Strange as it opens on distant and mysterious though falling in the real. Paradoxical, because the player is caught in a double movement: an exploration of an elsewhere unknown, but a plunge into the intimate and creates a spiral of both spatial and temporal vortex of seizing player to lead in unexpected areas. Already published three novels emerges a tumultuous harmony, as the world emerges through the words of the author is violent and consistent: it is about human space difficult to decipher, but gradually the absorbs, ingests, assimilates closely.

The narrator Hotspots belongs to the real world, even our everyday world. Teacher in the Paris suburbs, he takes the train every day to find difficult classes. His name is Roman, as the author, narratological element that could mislead readers accustomed to stories of self-fiction, but it may be a decoy more placed in its path, or else a reminder that any novel is the product a conscience or subconscious - two, actually. At the outset, the journey of the Roman defeat - even if committed on a specific route guided by the rails of this train commuter route to inevitable: the bleak prospects that follow the haunting rhythm of the race desperate awaken imagination that lets him escape, then raise or fall asleep and dream. The landmarks are erased to make room for a seascape that gradually invades the whole universe of the passenger train. Thus, soil, earth, asphalt is a straitjacket that must escape, the narrator strong presentiment that this world is not his.
Going from one point to another, such as making on-site, I am used to move against the direction of the crowds massed around the city, across the wrong way to space hair, embraquant with me to the river dump them beyond the pale of the world, bordering uplands. But I know that the sea is at hand, secretly innervating concrete, cement and asphalt frozen. Even close all its fibers hold up in the skinny arms of the Seine, away from mouth, I feel his presence every day, saturating the air as the announcement of a tidal wave.
The feeling of not belonging to the land element is accurate: Romain complains of pain acute, located in the bony part of her body, her spine, which symbolizes this strange, especially since Dr. Moore is unable to treat her, the narrator's body undergoing a series of treatments powerless to alleviate. Meanwhile, the usual components of his world are transposed into the fantasy world that consumes more and more an ocean space smells of iodine, sea spray, liquid salted colleague turns into a mermaid, becomes a textbook red alga ... inexplicable pain intensifies, and opens a door to a surprising addition:
My body is the division of iron, it is the crossing of trains crashing, it is the leatherette cover of obscene writings and erasures, the cut stones, a tunnel through which the winds, it is the immense patience parapets . It will be all over soon. We'll stop soon. I'm getting ready as a wedding.
I walk towards my destination, my reinvention.
Noumea Aquarium

After the surgery referred as a "parenthesis" in the exact middle of the novel begins the astonishing change. The narrator, recovering at the Armor Whirlpool is hosted by Dr. Alpheus - recalling the river god son of Oceanus and Tethys - in a world both strange and familiar, which unites the present with the past: "Passers-down seem outdated, from another time. Their clothes, their gait, voice, everything about them seems stuffy. ", Which exudes the ocean. Everything eddies that create their harmonious movements, the sound of their voice, evokes the sea
To have heard many, they seem to speak without vowel sounds in "ch", "s", "f" and "th". Even the "k" is sweet, as if it were always followed by an "s" that absorbed. To hear them, it looked like a concert shell; mussels and cockles found by the thousands in the muted chattering wind.
sounds of childhood, those of the shell that is glued to her ear ... Now this journey to the confines of Earth is also a journey through time, which seems to abolish itself, punctuated by activities who invited themselves, pleasant but meaningless (Romain surrenders to a program he does not try to understand, seduced and lulled by the mystery). The evolution of processing that occurs with delight escaped him, like the subtle changes occurring in his body, he remark but he worries away. The chronology seems evasive dissolve any apprehension, any roughness; edges soften, no more no shock strikes the body of Roman whose pain has disappeared. The rhythm of the text, its prosody adapt to the sweetness of this underwater world and embrace the movements of this consciousness bercée.Les markers are abolished to make way for a world clear and soft, enveloping the narrator as a protective padding that the swaddles:
I do not know how long my treatment began, or when she will end. I lost count of the appointment with Dr. Alpheus, transferred the chair on the promenade, sea bathing, the hours spent in front of the bay window or my dreams days to reopen the same night. Reading the newspaper I hang up well to weather, world time, unless he delivered his daily flood of gruesome news. Equally unchanging face blue sky pierced by blinding its orbit, and the imperturbable tidal cycle.

The marine component seems to suspend the narrator between heaven and earth, in the pleasant limbo that cushion the harshness of the world, as the amniotic fluid that bathes the unborn, protecting the contacts brutal while letting in sound attenuated. This position of the fetus is also part of caring for Roman: "My program is enriched with a new treatment: the floating bath. It makes me go into a huge shell filled with seaweed and water so salty that I float effortlessly like a cork. It closes and I must stay at least one hour in the dark. " ... Thus begins a regression from man to child, but who can not stop this human stage. The body of the narrator is engaged in an inevitable process which integrates even more closely in the world. Beings take an intermediate consistency, half human, half sea creatures. Thus, the two women who become the companions of choice of narrator mutate into strange mermaids or sea lions holding a sensual choreography Navy:
This morning, Ophelia and engaged in Ondine a curious parade. They turned into the swimming pool while swimming belly to belly, sometimes one below the other, sometimes the reverse. Sometimes it took several laps before that which was under water reappears at the surface and resumes breathing. Then they alternated, continuing their aquatic ballet. When they passed me, I followed their eyes pearly undulating body and collected the wavelets arising from their movements. By not seeking any way to hide them, I could only find that I no longer existed in their eyes.
The two women first names first water instill some excitement into the erotic life of the narrator which therefore is still attached to land. Their relationship seems sexualized n'ad'ambiguïté for Roman, whose power fantasies have not yet disappeared. So is he disturbed by the mention of women taking bath together. But sexuality must also be denied: so is he alone in this strange dream that the doctor tells Frida:
Then I return to my last dream I was lying on a beach, sex driven into the ground. I wanted to fertilize land of my semen. Beside me, a woman was sitting and shook the sand between his lips. The bank took a sudden water: a huge wave carried the bathers. I was alone in resisting, anchored to the ground by my penis. "Breathe, I told the sea, flows in my current draws little water is left. Then movement, chains or straps holding tight to the feet and dragged me by the door of a train.

This dream recalling the fact that before the treatment is one recent contacts with the narrator's experience of man, even if sometimes, fantasy, reminiscence or strangeness of the situation, he sees some of the characters who once populated his daily routine: Ariel, the mermaid-colleague, Manuel, transplanted the suburban market at this resort, which becomes a messenger of the ocean ... Similarly, her sexuality falls asleep gradually, as the imperceptible changes undergone by the body whose consistency loses its rigidity and becomes increasingly flexible. Its members acquire a remarkable elasticity, while diminishing their sex.
Although prominent, it is now the size of a slug and has the form of a Hexabranchus. It gives me no more or less feel that another area of my body became completely and uniformly sensitive, but sensitivity and other new, extended to perceptions infinitesimal. As a ray of sunshine suddenly exposes the dust particles suspended in the air, I feel them land on my skin, and air movement heralding an approach, I suspect, to my texture changes , storms, cloud bursts, ski sea changes in the moon releases My skin at the opening of its pores.
Great Barrier Reef

Thus, the metamorphosis of the Roman (which has meanwhile lost its identity) continues imperceptibly, the away from the human to be closer to the marine component of the fluidity that allows the union of the shapes and contours that can fit together perfectly. This whole body becomes "sensitive area" permeable every nuance of the atmosphere, in harmony with the cosmos ... But this transformation is a harbinger of death - since the body can not subsist in its shape to the desired fusion.


The three beautiful and subtle novels Romain Verger lead us to think about our place in the universe, in different ways (I will Big Dipper and Black Forest in chronicles to come) but in a haunting harmony: the questions they generate are painful, as it is to think that this parenthesis is the life among the darkness prior to conception and the nothingness of death. This passage, path to the unknown and mysterious end, can fill us with anxiety. Hotspots imagines a possible symbiosis at the cost of abandoning humanity Big Dipper and Black Forest exploring other ways exciting but scary, but each of these novels provides an essential questioning metaphysics, opening up fascinating and poetic.
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And then, to discover urgently, his other novels: Big Dipper (Quidam, 2007 ) and F orests Black (Quidam, 2010)