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The intoxicating scent of death

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In 1972, exit Necrophile at Regine Deforges struck by one of the immorality topic, others by the stylistic elegance of the pen of the author, by signing the first novel that announced by its theme, the essential his bibliography. It was not until nearly thirty years to the day reviewing the text in an edition worthy of the name, finally separated from the Necropolis of Jean-Louis Degaudenzi .
highlight of our feature on Gabrielle Wittkop, who passed away just last eight years, Anne-Francoise He has now spent even a very good article which makes a particularly touching tribute .

"But if, of course, I like boys, but also women.

really could not tell him: "I would love your rolling eyes, your mute lips, your sex cold, if only you were dead. Unfortunately, you have very bad taste to be alive (...) ".

Lucien N antiquarian activity plunges from morning to evening in the ambience of deleterious artifacts by craftsmen disappeared. Amateur Japanese netsuke, these statues depicting eroticism under the watchful eye of Thanatos, he finds the pleasure of his immortal antics beyond the grave.
If the enjoyment of the coupling with the deceased is for him an unparalleled sharpness, due to the organic degradation of the deceased, it nevertheless remains a frustrating uncertainty. From the revelation of the existence of a potential lover, until the latter's state requires to get rid of the Seine, through the perilous journey that takes them to the cemetery their refuge in love, the necrophiliac is subject to an emergency at all times. To find intimacy conducive to the development of lovers, as he strives to improve the climate of the room housing the loved one as cold as possible, Lucien forcing his entourage not to be disturbed under any circumstances to provide torque to the required privacy. The unpredictability of certain situations sometimes grows to shorten the preparation offering peace and pleasure in his world caulked by forcing him to indulge in impromptu hugs within the territory of his partner erotic, or its immediate periphery. Indiscriminately attracted to men and women, children and people advanced age, by the beauty and repulsive creatures, the intoxication of Lucien was primarily due to the smell of moth emerging from their skin because "it seems to come from the heart of the earth, where the empire larvae musky run between the roots, where the mica plates cast their glow silver ice, where the blood of the dull future chrysanthemums, among peat powder form, the sulphurous muds. The smell of the dead is the return to the cosmos, that of the sublime alchemy. "

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The coupling here is that the subject of a fascinating ceremony is depicted with a fervor reminiscent transcendental ancestral marriage of heaven and earth. Occasionally, death reveals a surprising discovery that further enhances the discreet charm of the deceased, such as firmness of the breasts of an elderly woman, or the vigorous sex with a virgin. For Lucien, death is not an end in itself but rather the apotheosis of the essential qualities in the germ.
His newspaper, network accounts, responding to each other, gives his adventure a trajectory that seems guided by the call renewed the dead, the latter giving the impression of a mutual desire to testify for the lovesick. Fragmentation of course voluntary, mandated by the form used, the narrative offers an intensity which the highlight is often in units of shadow, unspeakable revelations, evocations suspended. The surgical precision of writing, made possible by the speech in first person, created conditions conducive to the reign of an oppressive atmosphere, and not any possible value judgments. Stunning in its dexterity to break the moral rules, Gabrielle Wittkop not content to inspire in the reader of the knee-jerk reactions and disturbing empathy for his character, it causes a reflection on the ambivalent relationship that Lucien ambiguous, but some of its congeners, maintain, of One way or another with the dead. The necrophiliac is several times as a spectator of forbidden love which he believes to be the exclusive holder living as a collector who would need to have the privilege of knowing the sole owner of a piece of a rarity copy.

• Rediscover: The Necrophile Gabrielle Wittkop in Portraits in an edition of six collages accompanied by the author
• Gabrielle Wittkop, The Passion of the death by Nikola Delescluse, the legatee of his work that he has also devoted a blog .
• Gabrielle Wittkop or the sublimity of the unspeakable, A tribute signed Irma Vep, two years ago that, on the occasion of the commemoration of the death of the Great Lady.
• Interview ago nearly ten years in Paris by Felicia Dubois