Entering the deepest intimacy of a narrator, is also entering that of the author.
Diane Clara lost her daughter and husband Colin in a car accident. This tragedy begins this novel. The young widow really does depend on which a friend: Felix, a gay man a foolproof kindness towards Diana. Felix is also his collaborator in a small literary café that works chugging along, but he leads a life of debauchery, change partners frequently, drinking and drugs.
These pages written in good forms remind us in smoke scents, alcohol and unsavory substances.
Diane goes into a deep slump that never seems to end. The eternal mourning. Do more dresses, drinking glass after glass, smoke cigarette after cigarette, gives way to a complete loss. His apartment is a real mess that only Felix maintains. Sometimes. Here we are caught in the trap of the author and we want to know the end of this tragic melodrama. Melancholy and the abandonment of his "ego" are present at every line read.
One day, Diane decides to leave his Paris home, leave it now called "The People's happy those picolent and send in the air". She decides to go drinking "Guinness" in Ireland in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nowhere, in a small house rented by very friendly people and in which the same mess will soon inhabit.
One day she meets Edward whose only nice aspect is the character of his dog ....
Following up to you to discover in this book brutal and endearing at once.
Avoid it would be a shame.
Christian.