| Sur l'ambition qui, tout au long du fatigant roman qu'on a, souhaitons-nous, lu sans trop d'omissions, sur l'ambition, donc, qui guida la main du scrivain L'ambition du «Scriptor», son propos, disons son souci, son constant, was first to arrive at a product as original and instructive, to a product that would, could have a stimulating power on the construction, narration, plot, action, say, of a word about how the novel today. When he was especially hitherto discoursed on his situation, his ego, his office around, adapting or inadequacy, his taste for eating up, we had said, to objectification, it would, based on a doctrinal stand the taste of the day claimed the absolute primacy of the signifier, to deepen the tool it had at its disposal, a tool he used hitherto without suffering too much, not so much he wanted lessen the odds of hitting scription, or that quite ignorant, but he thought he could be accomplished in acquired a normative midlife accepted by most, which acquired for him then was not a dead weight, not a carcac inhibiting, but roughly a medium stimulating. Hence came the obligation to explore? More of a fact, certainly, the motivation, but note especially that this is a chance, because in fact the party, came out of a bet, which is a priori suspected strong that it could one day open on positive work. Then seemed fun about it, nothing more, he continued. There he found so fascinating that so many around them absorbed to the bottom, leaving quite numerous studies sometimes not far from reach. Thus was born, literally, black and white , arising from a gun all the more difficult it first appears insignificant to bed without knowing that the solution, a novel which, he boscornu was, illico seemed rather satisfactory: First, that it was not a carat of inspiration (he did not believe, for growing on, inspiration!) he showed himself at least as imaginative than Ponson or a Paulhan then, most importantly, there appeased, endlessly, an instinct as constant qu'infantin (or infantile): his taste, his love, his passion for accumulation for saturation, for imitation, for the quote for translation, for automation. Then, later, sure in his case, he gave a ride to his narrative symbolizing that, following first-step descent to finish the novel and then constituting, disclose, never betray quite The Act, which inspired him, an act which he derived, for once, not without friction, sometimes with bad taste, but sometimes not without humor, not without brio, lode very productive, stimulating the highest degree of innovation. He understood that, like a Frank Lloyd Wright building his house he fashioned, mutatis mutandis, a prototypal product that freeing the paragon too admitted that the joint command of the organization, imagination of the French novel of today, abandoning forever the psychologizing that alliance with the moralization was mostly the buttress of the national good taste, opened into a power which had been ignored, but For him, mimicked, simulated, honored traditions that had made a Gargantua, a Tristram Shandy, a Sandorf A Locus Solus , or-why not - a Bifur or Fourbis , books for which he always roared its admiration, without being able to feed the illusion of one day lead to a product it approaching from the jubilation, the quirky humor, the pleasure of the incisive joke, by the attraction of sardonic, the paradox of Stravagante by confabulation always going too far. Thus, his work, he is confused in his first original, it seemed to fill moult obligations: first, it produced a "real" novel, but it amused (Quayno Ramune, which He asserted the obscure famulus, had he not once said: "It does not register to darken the people"?), But more importantly, reviving the insinuating report based service, he participated, he collaborated in the formation of a powerful current abrasive, criticizing ab ovo good for the unproductive bedrock Troyat a Mauriac, a Blondin or Cau, say for a Godillot Quai Conti, Le Figaro or Chalet Massa, could in a next future, to reopen the inspiring novel knowledge, innovative power paraphernalia abolished narrative we thought! The Disappearance , Gallimard, 2008. | Del deseo that, siguiendo el decurso este cuento Difícil that quisiésemos that is usted hubiese read without omitting any folio, desire, therefore, that guided the pen of the writer The desire of the "scribbler", his purpose, saying concern, say the insosiego with which he lived was Priero getting a unique and instructive a product to have, which may have an incentive to the constructs in the thread in the discourse, the way the events occurred, to put it bluntly in the modes and models of today's soap operas. While always spoke about his position, his ego, his environment, his decision or his indecision, his taste for consumption, which was said objetófilo made it, wanted, moved by scholars early taste of the moment, advocates febrile sgte undisputed power, plunging into a power tool, an instrument whose use at no time did he suffer, not that I wanted to belittle the intricacies Scriptor, nor does it ignore it completely, but thought she could be by means of a prescriptive knowledge recognized by all, knowledge that, according to him, then there was a dead weight inhibitor or a constraint, but roughly driving principle . Where did the effort to influence the same? Many facts, sure, what occurred, but mention in particular that has its origin in the destination because, in fact, all came, all surti a challenge, a principle not sure that yielded a positive product. then considered its purpose and only that fun, fun, but continued. So many trails found suggestive and immersed himself in them, to the neglect of many other studies that concluded point less. Thus revealed, term by term, black on snowy (emerging from a provision that is a huge barrier because the reader without knowing the solution believed to be childish) a novelistic writing that, as eccentric as it was, at that time thought good enough. At first, he always thought not having a finger genius (far from it at any time believed in the genius!) Achieved the same level of inventio a Ponson or that he published Noeud Viper or a Tournier. But above all, its completely filled project that felt like a child: his unbridled desire, filled her love crazy so repetitive, mirages, the texts of others, the performers, by rewriting, for the constraint. Then, sure of his goal, his story was taking a symbolic tone, following the first point by point the current soap operas, and was released, but discover their driving law. And expressing his delight broke law with a very productive reef greatly encouraged his inventive spirit, at times with very good taste, sometimes with humor and verve. understood then that as an F. Lloyd Wright built his cubicle, built in the same way, a prototype product, free of the common models of invention, the sequence of events, internal order, governed by the writers. Lutecinos today. Avoided, consciously forever, the use of the psychological comfort coupled with the ethical which is the acme of good taste of this land. Your product made him a glimpse of an unknown power, a power that is ignored, but it serves as a stimulus and is inscribed with honor in the groove discovered books like Don Quixote or Locus Solus, such as Sterne, the Jules Verne, the Leiris, or "why not a Opus Opus nigrum or niveum - books which he always said, screaming even its fervor, unable to fulfill their desires to get a letter that repeated in its fun, its humor illogical, in their enjoyment of precise term, in the suggestive power of a certain ironic tone of the twisted, of the investment, always restless ingenuity always putting upper limits. said, their work , no matter how confusing that is in the first sheets, meets with various duties: first is a soap opera 'plain vanilla', but what is better, having fun (do not let that Reimond Quen, which is to dark mime: "It is written with the intent to grieve the people"?), but above all as a reinvigorated the subtle link that founded the linguistic sense, intervened, contributed to the emergence of a powerful corrosive that critical question, in fact, the unproductive sediment of people served as Julien Green, Blondin, or whatever it is, the groupies Conti Dock of Minute or of Point de Vue . The "Scriptor" believes that this can be critical in the near future, modern tales redirect the paths of knowledge that generates ingenious and novel types of succession of events which were believed lost. Kidnapping, Anagram, 2010. |
Perec - La Disparition
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