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yes, Queneau

If you, like me, is lazy and stubborn, you will enjoy reading the style exercises (Chair, 1989) by Raymond Queneau (which, as everyone knows, is pronounced May -no). This book is a simple story: One (the narrator) sees the bus to a boy about 26 years with hat and long neck, who scolds an older man telling him that every time the passengers board or get off the bus will pisa feet. Then the boy dives into a seat that has been cleared. A while later the narrator returns to see the boy in the Saint-Lazare station talking to a friend advised to add a button to your coat.


Leisure and stubbornness displayed when this story is repeated 99 (ninety-nine) times, each with a different style. This book is one of the most concentrated of Queneau, and is an example of what a few years later, would write the members of the famous Oulipo, founded by Queneau himself.

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For fans of Boris Vian

Anniversary Edition jours L'écume of , 2007 and reissued in 2009 under the label Le livre de poche includes an illustrated booklet entitled L'univers Boris Vian. There, a text by Bertolt Nicole brings us precisely to the world of Vian, but especially that of the novel. readers foam on know that there is some overlap with life, not only of the author, but the atmosphere of postwar French intellectual. Nothing less, in this universe we see Jean-Paul Sartre, better known as Jean-Sol Partre next to Simone de Beauvoir, ie the Duchesse de Bovouard, talking animatedly in the café Le Procope de Saint-Germain-des Pres with Boris Vian and his wife, Michelle.

The publication will include images of:
a) The author, also called Boris Vian.
b) Your personal belongings: a typewriter, desk, credentials, records.
c) Manuscripts.
d) of hard copy.
e) Contracts for editing and tabulations Gallimard rights.
f) Posters advertising concerts and presentations.
g) Drawings.
h) Editions foam day in French and other languages.
i) The "chair pataphysical" BV invention
j) Etcetera.

Some images from the book:

manuscripts L'écume of jours


home of Boris Vian L'univers


Back to Boris Vian L'univers
(note the picture of Jean-Sol Partre up )

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Section Archetype of Le magazine littéraire October an article entitled Bartleby, I leave now with my translation.

Bartleby
The recalcitrant type imagined by Melville
has quickly become a allegory of all refusals.

by Philippe Delerm



This could have borne I and my chimney, a story in which the humor is a delight, close to the quarantine, disappointed by the moderate success of Moby Dick and the utter failure of Pierre or the Ambiguities , Melville then retires to the countryside and not only writes what he sees as food stories for magazines. But I and my chimney is written in first person, and, rightly or wrongly, much the narrator assimilates himself Melville, what takes you away from a possible universality. As the fireplace, exegetes have recognized in him a symbol as ambiguous, and yet transparent, which is difficult to get a symbol ... retirement.

Bartleby is therefore who has taken everything. What is it? Well, all that we give every year a hundred and fifty years. It seems that most who else has won. Apparently, the literary rather give to the poor. Why run out to pursue white whale? With respect to Herman Melville, is nowhere where it has found everything. It is enough to say that Bartleby, the eponymous main character's story is an anti-hero. Is first of all poor, forced to sleep on the sly in the office, which is dependent on the scriptures. Enter, then, as now called the French title of the text, but for a long time this title was Bartleby the writer, which is not innocent in the emerging mythology. Poor, but mostly solo, including autism, neglecting (or afraid) all relations with their colleagues. Solo, but mostly repulsive. Must see greed with which all writers, but actors through editing, to set the single name of Bartleby, throw in the now highly cultured eco unique character sentence. Some know it in English: "I woud prefer Not to." Others propose one of two French translations. The oldest: "Je ne pas le faire préférerais" ¹ , or the latest: "Je préférerais country." ² What it is rejected? Not much. The Bartleby the realtà simply refuses to escape any task no matter how small copy job that has been allocated in principle. But this rejection is recurring, emanates from a very strange and distant, which is on course to become the expression of all refusals.

English writer Enrique Vila-Matas occupies a special place in the myth of Bartleby. His book Bartleby and Co. intelligence is at once slightly specious and seductive. The vague relationship maintained by the character of Melville with the work of writing possibly lost or not lets you do a symbol of all the writers who have given up writing an essay, or are interrupted in their progress. We found here that the authors consider to be achieved (a Chamfort, for example, or Melville himself) are in their own eyes Bartlebys, which moreover do not bode at all the image you see of them for posterity.

In France, the fascination of Daniel Pennac by Bartleby is now well known, since he made the previous year, show a gifted reading. Begin to know Bartleby Award unfinished novel created by Frederic Royer. As Marie Darrieusecq, she says: "The Princess of Cleves would rather not." Maliciously know aversion held by our president on the novel by Madame de La Fayette. Is the 'bartlebysmo "an anti-sarkozysme? Without a doubt my character in lui Quelque chose Bartleby ³ opposes all that is bling-bling. In all of this at least one form of resistance, so much nicer to deploy since it wants to resolutely passive opposition to the appreciation of the obsessive action, whether professional or sports. But I think the myth of Bartleby, even if it rests comfortably in this context, it surpasses by far. As simple as it is resolutely literary. Is refusing to create a style as it is created. It is in solitude and melancholy which actually exist. There are many scattered ideas a little walk in our heads, and Bartleby is crystallizing.

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1. Identical to the translation into English: "I'd rather not."
2. And English.
3. Something in him of Bartleby.

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The Myth of Rejection Death is a Lonely Business

What makes me who I am? Am I just an idea, a possibility ...?

Rodrigo Pardo Machine

less nervous and I remember two books I read about the same time: red grass Boris Vian and The Invention of Morel of Bioy Casares. At about that time my literary enthusiasms focused on the machines as a representation not only of reality but of all literature. Think The Invention of Morel in the machine, such as literature, and the time machine red grass as the ability to erase all that exists from literature or from the language.

The machine (García Lorca 2006/Teatro Award from the University of Granada), Rodrigo Pardo has given me back to that reality mechanized language, or consciousness, or awareness of language. In any case the relationship between man and machine (dark cliche of our era), that the book is between woman and machine (also female), constitutes a conflict tragically doctor (without the melodrama of TV series) : The work of the machine is kept alive Lucia, and, of course, the conflict between the two is around questions about the depersonalization ("dehumanization?) of life. A woman talks to a mechanized machine Humanized / feminized.

And suddenly I'm thinking about our online communication: we speak with a screen that ultimately is nothing but a reflection of our absence, the projection of a labeled by the empty loneliness: not a literary vacuum, but virtual. Like this:

MACHINE: You should say, I am a machine. A set of circuits and connections, scheduled to accompany, to protect, and now worried about staying alive. [...] I started running when I lit, when I spoke to you and the world, or rather, what remains of it, inert ...

LUCIA: ... I found a mirror of my own absences. It seems that I have nothing except food, talk to you, sleep, feed back, and so for ever and ever.