THE LOST SAILORS. (1997). Jean-Claude Izzo. ****.tThis was a very good novel by a writer who is new to me. Searching the web, I found that Izzo (1945-2000) received good notices from critics, but was especially praised for his “Marseilles Trilogy,” a group of novels which is now definitely on...
IN WHICH THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS AN INNOCENT LIE 9. IN WHICH THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS AN INNOCENT LIE In the middle of Rue Sainte-Françoise, outside the Treize-Coins, a man named José was washing his car, a Renault 21 painted in the Olympique Marseilles colors. Blue at the bottom, white on top...
IN WHICH DAWN IS MERELY AN ILLUSION THAT THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL 6. IN WHICH DAWN IS MERELY AN ILLUSION THAT THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL The aroma of coffee woke me. That was something that hadn’t happened in years. Since long before Rosa. Getting her out of bed in the morning was no easy matter. Seein...
There, beyond the mountains flaming red in this evening’s sunset. It’ll be windy tomorrow, Babette thought. In the two weeks she’d spent in this village in the Cévennes, Le Castellas, she’d climbed up onto the ridge at the end of every day. Along the same path where Bruno ...