‘You mean, Blyth actually left a manuscript that was lying in a cardboard box at Gakushuin gathering dust? Wow! And Alan Spence found it, dusted it off and knocked it into shape.’
Alan Spence's new novel, which was nearly 10 years in the making, follows the life of R.H. Blyth, a British scholar who helped bring Japanese poetry to the West. https://t.co/89BPfF23IN
Je suis anéanti par Anéantir. La mollesse et l'ennui qui émanent de ce roman dépassent les capacités de patience de tout lecteur doté d'un cerveau et d'un bulbe rachidien. Le relâchement houellebecquien, poussé à ses dernières extrémités, produit le plus mauvais roman de l'auteur
Louis-Ferdinand Céline in front of his Second Empire house in Meudon with, in the background, his wife Lucette Almanzor playing with one of their dogs, June 5, 1957.
François Pages photography for Paris Match.