"A daring novel that made Christine Angot one of the most controversial figures in contemporary France recounts the narrator's incestuous relationship with her father. Tess Lewis's forceful translation brings into English this audacious novel of taboo. The narrator is falling out from a torrential relationship with another woman. Delirious with love and yearning, her thoughts grow increasingly cyclical and wild, until exposing the trauma lying behind her pain. With the intimacy offered by a confession, the narrator embarks on a psychoanalysis of herself, giving the reader entry into her tangled experiences with homosexuality, paranoia, and, at the core of it all, incest. In a masterful translation from the French by Tess Lewis, Christine Angot's Incest audaciously confronts its readers with one of our greatest taboos"--… (more)
| Look, the sky's overcast | And the snow is falling again | Sing Noël in my heart |Sing the Heav'nly Child | Christmas and happier days | Childhood, my long-ago childhood --Charles Trenet, Le Retour des saisons
I shouldn't dedicate this one to you my beautiful Léonore, and so nice too, as you asked me to add.
I was homosexual for three months.
Writing is a kind of rampart against insanity. --p.163