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A Vengeance

Drawing Topor offered Towarnicki . Time is running out, "every hour wound, the last kills" as it is written on the dial of the clock, and the little man gets on the needle of the stopped clock to go to the afterlife.

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Bartleby recently gave voice to Christopher Sedierta who heads home since February 2008. Attention to "authors who are not afraid to face the darkness of the world and manage to turn it into a literary surprisingly powerful," it shows us that passion is not a word meaningless.

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So she just propose The storyteller signed Jakob Wassermann, unpublished translation by Dina and Nathalie Regnier Sikiric Eberhardt, already responsible for one of the tavern-Adalina invites you to enter the maze unsustainable business day, a novel by Jacques Sternberg , originally published in 1961 (in Losfeld).

Having slipped during twenty-four hours in the little Habner, we understand why the last drop loudly claimed she "loves the word, words which smack, which fuse, the slap and claw and bite. The cruel tales, dialogues acids.

And the pictures too unreal, contrasting, venomous and absurd. "

" Life could be simple, yet if there were not days. Live a great passion, centuries or more lives, it's easy, harmless. Live a single day, "that poses other problems. Strange indeed to think that the man wakes up sometimes at night, terrified by a nightmare and it never happens to him to recover in sweat, terrified to stand in a day like so others stuck in this existence that we must support the pretext a bit ridiculous that between life and death is no provision for an interim solution. "

THE MORNING

A business day may close without having been read, seen or known, but then we are likely to miss something, to be unconsciously ignoring or even stay at our beginning. With the drawback to stay away from all that trouble intempéripéties the daily life of a man that we know nothing, except his loss elementary, since the clock told him it was time to resume of abuse. If days bombard their usual monotony as a perpetual mass, Habner waking has the air of having forgotten his identity, the nightmares of his sleep, dreams of a summer night, the next day like yesterday. And it is not without displeasure that he drew a line under that which comes before him.
It's time, insists he wakes up through the ringer with deafening roar similar to that of a jackhammer. Time for what, after all? Ask him, it costs nothing to try. At worst, you wipe a silence as heavy as a leaden, as a glacial iceberg in the middle of a piece of Alban Berg.
In this apartment the ramifications worthy of a city in full boil, Habner not think members of his family residing in more dead than alive. Still, the nature of their parentage, or the spinning will know, remains uncertain. You end up believing that Habner circulates in a loop in a labyrinth without exit, that something is amiss or wrong. You choose your friends but not his hunger one might say at the sight of the fury with which his cousinspecteurs, adoptive son, preterm mothers, aunts customs, imaginary women, mothers-in attendants, strive to make her life as boring as a priesthood. Yes, life balance, it serves as a bone to the undertaker's men in particular.
Beware of your neighbor, your previous one, and you too. Habner himself did not he once wrote an anonymous letter in which he personally denounced. The only reliable
remains of this deceiving world is undoubtedly his audio system, although some failures are likely to question its status as the sole engraved disc collection of his heat.

Roland Topor

THE AFTERNOON

In this microcosm upside down literally and figuratively at each, without really knowing it, to ruin faster than it should time to tell. A war rages unabated without interest within the four walls cracked, cracks between the ceiling and the floor paneled battlefield. At the forefront of fantasy, the administration moved in a chaotic first floor above the second. It decays inside his house while they choked off. The intemperance of the climate is matched the timelessness of situations.
Taken to its climax, perfectionism causes the destruction of industrial production. At the heart of the plant where Habner remembers as bad as many have previously unsuccessfully to work, the rods were cut to their extreme sinking, so they make mine disappear.
conversations similar to the dialogues of the deaf, where the misunderstandings are legion, where the word of one another and make use of every king. The laws, in turn, grant that the faith's most totalitarian absurdity. Among a lot of action all the more preposterous than the other, it has seemed to take the precaution retroactive ban automobiles long before the invention of engines.

In this world where all the principles seem reversed, the time seems fortified rolling in his power, thwarted in its linear aspect. Past leaks like the reflection of a mirror in which we attempt to intercept the projection of a memory.

"My wife legitimized aware that we are married? Nothing is less certain. I could almost swear that she left me before even meeting me. Regardless, I got this situation. I admitted that I have no presence. Even the mirrors do not always refer to me a reflection. Since the mirrors avoid me, I avoid them too, I has none. "

Roland Topor illustrating Alice

THE EVENING

Therefore, it is in the future we must go to detect traces of a future perfect. At the Office of Recovery Days Faulty is also one days to follow that one can relive forever. Always present time, however, because in the machinery of killing effect, there are unknowns that obey as undesirable. At every turn
lexical field, the narrator Electrician bypasses words and their original purpose. We are witnessing a collision of ailments that result in a cemetery of dead and downed all the more exquisite than the other. The word of a bite than the other in a carnival spirit cannibal and eating and absolutely enjoyable. Corrosivitalité of explosive, the terms are confused, rejected, buttressed, returned to better track the nonsense of thinking of the narrator, upset marked trails, fluff the hair smooth speech. Words combine to better dissociate saucissonnent sentences are better season the taste of the day.
To give an idea of delirium disorder sternbergien include readily Marx Brothers. To illustrate this aspect unbridled could stride mention the designer Roland Topor. To account for the blackness of the text, loneliness suffered by his character, the name of Jean-Pierre Martinet comes to mind. Finally, to assess its fair value inventiveness, the zaniness of the world of Jacques Sternberg, could evoke Lewis Carroll, one of whose passages Through the mirror is placed in the preamble somnambulistic the novel:

"Here, you see, you have to run as fast as we can to stay in the same place."

A Business Day is in effect a sort of Alice in Wonderland, shimmering destruction of a society that runs on its dissolution. To mimic the organization of our contemporary world, there is a universe which looks more than a sham. Returned, crazy, stricken, disturbed with a thoroughness that would have misled mad hatter he awoke in the chaos of his boots not, it is condemned to being a mere shadow of himself.

• Read, drop everything and soon-now: A Business Day by Jacques Sternberg reissued in late 2009 with the precious editions of The Last Drop .
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