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A Camus In the best vein

K råkmo , volume 2009 of Journal Renaud Camus is best thought of, probably because beyond the recurring themes that make the frame solid come here it's a new graft. Perhaps casual and special occasion, but find a deserved place in these pages that they brought new life if need be.

Among these, of course, there's candidacy to the French Academy, not only because we are seeing within the approach to both reluctant and enthusiastic and ultimately disillusioned by the author, but also because it is an opportunity for some beautiful portraits of academician and in particular an unusual Valery Giscard d'Estaing.

I also enjoyed the passages where it comes from the extension and redevelopment of the library Plieux. The questioning of the ideal rating Camus books, which can not can never truly achieve.

course, there is also the death of Renaud Camus's mother, that summer. It is discussed soberly, with all the distance of a real shame, as the show very well the last lines of volume: "Without doubt it should here a word of my mother, but I do not feel the freedom . It might bring me once again to blame provocation, and I know few who are most unpleasant to me and seem less justified. I do indeed feel any kind of impulse to express with regard to this dead any negative feeling, it is not that which might offend potential readers. Time is not ripe to explore our links and our Delian, perhaps no one will he ever, perhaps will not occur there only in snatches, fragments at opportunities, coincidences, sudden and unexpected reminiscences. For now, his memory and his presence in me are closely associated with these high desert where I scattered his ashes on a September day: cold, night, at the terrifying solitude I know there to reign As I write this, the majesty of the wild almost wish it was issued and I performed as closely as possible, be thrown to the wind on the heath. Peace to his troubled soul and disappointed. " (p 576).

Those who love to hunt for signs in the works will probably have noticed that Ms. Camus was less present in this volume will, as if the author had intuitively felt erased. She was one of the most remarkable Journal , perhaps because a mother would always return more or less consciously to ours, also may they be different?