DesireThe first time ever I saw your face was on the ferry.I had my head buried in a copy of the South China Morning Post. My father had said, if I read it every day, I would learn about the world around us, and his boy would become a man. Only then would I be ready to take over the family busine...
so there's this chick Lol Stein, a real blank broad, gets ditched by her cougar-lovin' fiance. bitch goes crazy, but the quiet kinda crazy, the kinda crazy you keep to yourself. girl gets married to some musician type. years later, she's a mother of three, living in her old town, and she gets wra...
After reading Annie Ernaux’ Simple Passion, I read somewhere that that book was similar to Marguerite Duras’ The Lover. So, I thought I should read The Lover sometime. Recently while thinking of new French novels to buy, I discovered that there was an omnibus edition which had four of Marguerite ...
Μια μέρα δεν είναι πια εκείΞυπνάτε και δεν είναι εκείΈχει χαθεί μέσα στη νύχταμόνο τα σημάδια του κορμιού της στα κρύα σεντόνιααπουσίαΞημερώνειο ήλιος αργεί αλλά ο ορίζοντας δείχνει να χαράζειο ουρανός είναι ακόμη σκοτεινόςμια ελπίδα ημέραςστο άδειο δωμάτιοΜόνοςτο σώμα απόνη απουσία αυτή σας επιβ...
Yann Andrea Steiner comes from Duras’ later works and accordingly, reflects back on her life as a writer through the context of her love with the young man, Yann Andrea Steiner. The book weaves between three stories, times and places. The initial story is that of Duras and her lover, Steiner, as ...
Cuarenta y un años después de publicar su primera novela, Marguerite Duras se convierte de la noche a la mañana, con El amante, en una autora solicitada por todos los públicos. Y, además, recibe poco después, en noviembre de 1984, el prestigioso Premio Goncourt. A todos emociona sin duda esta nar...
SAVANNAH BAY Written for legendary French actress, Madeleine Renaud, this play explores questions of identity, aging, and the fugitive memory of personal tragedy. A young woman desperately desires to find out the truth about her mother. Her interrogation of an old woman (Madeleine) reveals secre...
the lady asked. “Moderato cantabile,” said the child. The lady punctuated his reply by striking the keyboard with a pencil. The child remained motionless, his head turned towards his score. “And what does moderato cantabile mean?” “I don’t know.” A woman, seated ten feet away, gave a sigh. “Are y...
And the cold. They are on the road, white with frost, a woman and a young man. Standing stock still, watching the house. The house is bare inside and out. The interior still unlit. Beyond the windows a tall man, gray-haired and thin, looks in the direction of the road. Night deepens. And the cold...
It rains all the time, except during the nights that remain lit by clouds beneath the black of the sky. People leave. The rentals are abandoned. But the counselors and the holiday campers – they stay behind. The children are under blue tents held down by piles of large rocks. And under those tent...
