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Graffiti of ordinary lives

by Elisa Palmer
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Ordinary Life / Cruel Intentions

In all likelihood
Laurent Graff
Editions le dilettante
March 2010
Price : 15€ for the first time

Laurent GRAFF

He was born in 1968, and he doesn’t like to talk about himself.

He is a kind of silent writer.

He adds: “Whoever writes, we don’t care.

So we’re not going to upset him.

Laurent Graff, thank you for your visit, and I look forward to reading you.

Selon toute vraisemblance

In his 9 short stories, he talks about ordinary life, ordinary people, and the link between the two.

So be sure to say:

  • so Shirley and her bubble gum said to you only yesterday: “Noon, on my life, you were really at the teufff at Briiian’s on Saturday? “,
  • if yousit on you constantly on you (subway, work, even sleep),
  • if no one ever takes your order at the counter of the local bar (not seen, not taken: same fight),
  • if you no longer wear open-toed shoes in summer,
  • if NPAI has become a periphrase to define you,
  • if your girlfriend doesn’t cheat on you – in fact -,
  • if you always make appointments everywhere,
  • if you were accused of being truant from school,
  • if no one has beaten you at Hide and Seek yet…,

this collection is for you.

Laurent Graff speaks of silence and shadow. Indeed, his short stories give voice to characters who flirt with nothingness and emptiness. He jokes about fading, deaf death and the fogging phenomenon that is taking over millions of lives. He does not try to save them. Thank God. The reader reads alone.

The parts that rock quite a bit:

page 16: “I don’t always live alone strictly speaking. I have company. I have women facing me from across the table.”

page 18 : ” And she looked at me – we were naked on the bed -, stared at me. I suggested that my great banality must have reassured her – she was coming out of a complicated story. “You think?” She glared at me again from head to toe, “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

page 36: “I am only closing a void, a gap.”

page 71 : ” There was no real rule, she could lose a letter in six months, as she could wake up one morning with a complete syllable missing. It was impossible to make projections over time, to assess how long her name would last.”

page 85: “I lose everything.”

page 90: “I don’t have much left to lose, I have almost nothing left.”

My time-saving tip: this book.

Elisa Palmer

Cette publication est également disponible en : Français (French)

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