Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Introducing FB's short stories. A balcony on/at the Universe.
When we arrived there, FB took a picture quickly and said : "Look, it could be Greece! or Romania!... Yugoslavia ? (at this time still on the maps) or Turkey! - No way sir, and you know why. Stay here please. "
I had been hired by his publisher to spend a week with him (he was such a "prise de tête" man) to prevent him from dreaming. Yes, dreaming. I know, that's not a job is what you think. Don't laugh, dreaming for that guy just meant thinking to his next book. A mad man. Really. But he was a such a best seller in the usa. And by agreement he was obliged to change his mind when the publishers found it necessary. Isn't this a crazy world ? At this time i was crazy as well, as poor as i am now, and with the offer of a trip over there, i couldn't say no. - You see now how amazing this is, sir? You believe me now? I'm sure you'll be even more amazed in a while. - It has to ! he screamed. No buses, no taxis, no one on that f.. road, i have to walk ten kilometers and with you! gosh, you can tell everybody my brain's already empty. - Haha, you know very well that i can't say such a thing yet, it's part of the agreement. So please, keep on walking, we'll be there in a few minutes.
Here was the destination :
A little franciscan monastery in Corsica, away from any road. Ten monks living in their garden, their olive trees and any other trees. So the food was vegetarian, except on Sundays, when they served fish. A glass of wine twice a day : a mere torture for FB. Plus the "messe" every morning. Fortunately, or not, the prior was an American, i thought he could understand why we where there and help me a bit. Anyway, FB was obliged to stay, whoever he would meet, or not meet. When he saw the scenery, some sort of a smile appeared on his lips, i thought one point for you Nev. Shame! you know what i’ve heard? "Good frog , good frog", that bastard from nowhere just said! The very first night he managed to escape... and spent a week in the Plaza Hotel in Paris. I stayed a whole week there. It was really amazing. Thx FB ps : yesterday, when i sent this text, i thought it could be wiser to ask PG1 to "clean" it before i clicked. Mektoub, it was done! ... Gosh, when i received his corrections, i'm still ashamed. And then when he explained me everything (grammar, syntax, etc, etc) through "netphoning", i decided to dive again in my old english school-books. THX PG1 !

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