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Like other bloggers know, it can sometimes be exhausting to keep a blog, even on a monthly basis as is the case for me. Somehow, the writing time is always time stolen, as is often scarce, time spent on a blog becomes doubly dispossessed - the obligations and daily writing. At the same time, the exercise is not unpleasant and is another form of communication.

So what's new?

As always, many projects and too little time. Movies, albums and books. A stimulating environment, too: a lot of friends will soon be their new publications in bookstores. So, I look forward to hold my hands the novella Ariadne child faceless (XYZ, forthcoming this spring), a novel by science-fiction imagination generous and strong images. I saw, not without emotion, with what fervor and dedication of Ariane was devoted to this book. My friend Michel Châteauneuf also publish (same publisher, same collection!) A realistic novella which takes us back in the 1980s: Bad Trip to Heaven 6th . Creativity stimulates creativity, so this is very nice to operate in an environment where creativity is paramount.

Probably because of Ariadne, which is one of the most assiduous reader that I know, I also intensified my reading last year. Among them, a book stands out as a Russian mountain infernal The Pitch tortured, Joel Houssin, romance makes every possible means to achieve a kind of zenith in horror. The author has put at the service of his story that a pen-knife dipped in blood, not without evidence, at the turn of a few passages of fierce humor. Clearly and beyond cliché, the book is not to put all hands. More than just a load "gore", it is based on metaphysical foundations about human suffering and its aftermath. Still: the book gives off a smell of burnt earth. I wonder what would have thought the exegetes of Sade and the surrealists.

(Photo by Joel Houssin)

At the moment I finish playing Between the arms of lovers gathered , Claude Bolduc, a book that I appreciate the rigor of his writing ( Some texts have extensive formal research, such "The Mask," the novella that gives the collection its title or the extraordinary pastiche of John Ray, who closes the book so remarkable) and Bolduc's talent to create a dense atmosphere. This atmosphere is often imbued with a sadness which is never free the brightness that provide human relations (friendship seems to be one of the favorite themes of the author, that theme was also reflected in his novel Youth Up on the hill ). Finally, other current reading: Side of rock, Nick Kent, which offers the reader a series of portraits corrosive rock stars tottering he followed in their excesses. Kent has written a lucid and often very funny service chapters of the icons described in inglorious circumstances. Kent has tried to be as fair as possible, without complacency, but without animosity either. After risking serious injury because of Sid Vicious (of the legendary punk band The Sex Pistols) and have been intimidated by Shane Mac Gowan (The Pogues), he tries to weigh the pros and cons with the most equity possible. Interesting reading, certainly, with these words of Joel Houssin precisely would report aptly:

"Let us be dry before the ages. breaks out the laughter in our lines and dancing undead!"