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Small lives
Michon, Pierre, 1945-
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Vies minuscules. English
1st Archipelago Books ed.
Publication Information:
Brooklyn, NY : Archipelago Books ; [Minneapolis, Minn.] : Distributed by Consortium Book Sales and Distribution, [2008]

Physical Description:
215 pages ; 20 cm
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PQ2673.I298 V513 2008 Adult Non-Fiction Non-Fiction Area

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Explores the act of writing through the intimate portraits of eight interconnected individuals in the author's native village of Creuse. In Michon's evocative poetic narrative, the quest to breathe life into the stories of these individuals becomes an exploration of the author's own voice. Michon does not deny the autobiographical nature of his haunting and seminal work, which only serves to heighten and empower the writing.

Author Notes

Pierre Michon, born in Cards, France, in 1945, is one of France's foremost contemporary writers. He was awarded the French Academy¢s Grand Prix du Roman for The Eleven (2009), the Prix Décembre for his short novels Abbés and Corps du roi, the Prix Louis Guilloux for La grande beaune (The Origin of the World), and the Prix de la Ville de Paris in 1996 for his body of work.

Jody Gladding is a poet and translator. Her most recent collection of poetry is Rooms and Their Airs. She has translated over twenty books from French, including The Serpent of Stars by Jean Giono. She teaches in the MFA program at Vermont Collegeof fine Arts, and lives in Vermont.

After devoting a part of her life to specialized horticulture, Elizabeth Deshays, now works as a teacher and translator. She is the author of a study on bilingual education, L'Enfant Bilingue. In addition to Michon¢s novels, she translated Julien Gracq¢s La Presqu¢ile (The Peninsula). She lives in Provence.



Let us explore a genesis for my pretensions. Was one of my ancestors a fine captain, a young, insolent ensign, or fiercely taciturn slave trader? East of the Suez, some uncle gone back to Barbary in a cork helmet, wearing jodhpur boots and a bitter smile, a stereotype warmly endorsed by younger branches of the family, by renegade poets, all those dishonored ones full of honor, shadow, and memory, the black pearls of the family trees? Did I have some colonial or seafaring antecedent? The province I am speaking of has no coasts, beaches, or reefs; no exalted... Excerpted from Small Lives by Pierre Michon All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.