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January 23, 2019 By Sharon Harrigan

Critique de L’Eau de Rose par Christophe Carlier. Editions Phébus, Paris, janvier 2019

Par Sharon Harrigan

Pour la version originale de cet article, en anglais, voir ici.

L’Eau de rose est, simplement, un nettoyant visage. En parlant métaphoriquement, la phrase veut dire mièvre et sentimental. Un roman à l’eau de rose, penserait-on, sera rempli de clichés, de situations sans réelles surprises. Ce jeu sur les mots dans le titre fait allusion aux sous-entendus dans le livre..

L’Eau de Rose est un petit livre complexe. Le lecteur peut y entrer facilement, mais le livre récompense une réflexion longue.  D’abord, nous pensons que nous savons ce dont il s’agit: un récit avec deux fils—l’un est l’histoire que Sigrid, la narratrice, est en train de vivre, et l’autre est l’histoire qu’elle est en train d’écrire. Les deux sections sont écrites dans deux genres différents. L’histoire de Sigrid est racontée dans le style de la fiction littéraire et réaliste, avec une emphase sur les personnages et le style. Celle de Priscilla, l’héroïne du roman à l’eau de rose, est dans le genre sentimental, c’est-à-dire,  propulsée par les évènements dramatiques.

Du moins, c’est ce que nous pensons d’abord. Mais en lisant le roman, nous nous intéressons de plus en plus au fil du roman à l’eau de rose. Celui-ci commence à paraitre comme formant la partie la plus plausible et convaincante des deux. Nous nous demandons : Est-ce que Sigrid est un écrivain si doué que ses personnages ressemblent aux personnes réelles ? Ou l’écrivaine donne-t-elle tant à son art qu’elle perd parfois la vitalité de sa propre vie ?

Au début, les deux personnages principaux nous semblent familiers. Il y a la romancière dont la vie ne ressemble pas du tout à ses personnages. Et il y a le personnage principal dans le roman à l’eau de rose, qui a l’air de n’être qu’ « adorable » et « irrésistible. » Mais, comme dans les meilleurs romans, il s’avère que rien n’est ce qu’il semblait.

On pense connaître Sigrid. Elle est l’une de ces femmes « entre deux âges » qui sont invisibles. Au début, son invisibilité est métaphorique. Comme auteur, elle ne prend parole que dans les voix de ses personnages, et sa propre voix disparait. Comme quelqu’un qui n’est plus une jeune fille, elle est habituée à ne pas être vue. Tout change, cependant, quand elle s’enregistre à l’hôtel sur une ile grecque pour écrire son prochain roman. Elle  aperçoit une jeune fille dont le regard lui offre une « invitation silencieuse. » Qui est cette inconnue mystérieuse, et pourquoi  une femme aussi magnifique serait attirée par une femme si ordinaire ?

Son nom est Gertrude, Sigrid le découvre pendant leur premier rendez-vous. Gertrude s’habille en noir parce qu’elle est en deuil pour sa tante bien aimée, qui a laissé à Gertrude une somme suffisante pour voyager.

Au milieu du livre, un soir, Sigrid disparait pour espionner Gertrude, par qui elle est obsédée. Sigrid se regarde dans un miroir et ne voit pas sa réflexion. Les femmes de chambre dans l’hôtel dans le couloir ne la voient pas, et Gertrude ne la voit pas non plus, sur la plage. Donc l’invisibilité de Sigrid devient littérale. Ou non ? Le lendemain, le propriétaire dit que le pain au pavot qu’il a servi au petit déjeuner peut parfois provoquer des hallucinations.

Cette métaphore qui devient réelle me pose cette question : Les femmes « entre deux âges,» peuvent-elles utiliser leur invisibilité comme avantage ? L’invisibilité peut-elle leur donner du pouvoir ? Le pouvoir de surprendre, d’être ce que notre culture ne les croit capables d’être ?

Les questions qui font progresser les deux histoires entrelacées—celle de Sigrid et celle de Gertrude—sont résolues par des moyens insolites et étonnants. Des intrigues secondaires qui concernent d’autres clients de l’hôtel (par exemple, un magicien, une cantatrice, un voleur, le diable) contribuent à la qualité magique et étrange, et aussi au suspense.

J’ai tant admiré l’œuvre de Carlier dès que j’ai lu son premier roman, l’Assassin  à la Pomme Verte, qui a gagné le prix du meilleur premier roman pour 2014. Après ce début, Carlier a publié trois autres romans et un livre d’essais. (Lire mes critiques ici et ici et ici.)

Le lien entre l’œuvre de Sempé et celle de Carlier est remarquable. Les deux artistes partagent une économie d’expression. Un dessin par Sempé peut créer un portrait caractéristique avec peu de lignes, et les livres courts de Carlier ne gaspillent de mots. Leurs dessins et romans ont l’air simples à première vue, mais c’est le contraire. Chez Carlier, comme chez Sempé, il y a le même esprit—du caprice, de la fantaisie et du minimalisme.

En somme, L’eau de rose est véritablement un nettoyant visage. Le livre vous nettoiera de vos idées préconçues. Vous vous interrogerez sur vos préjugés par rapport aux genres littéraires, à l’érotisme des femmes d’âge mûr, la trahison, la fidélité, et le pouvoir de l’imagination.

 

 

 

Filed Under: Reading Like a Writer

January 20, 2019 By Sharon Harrigan

Book review (English version) of L’eau de rose by Christophe Carlier

L’Eau de Rose by Christophe Carlier. Published in French by Editions Phébus, Paris, January 2019.

L’Eau de Rose literally means rose water, a natural face cleanser. Metaphorically it means sentimental. A roman à rose is a romance novel. This play on words in the title hints at the double meanings to come.

L’Eau de Rose is a complex little book that allows easy entry but rewards long reflection. At first we think we know what it is: a braided narrative that goes back and forth between the story Sigrid, the narrator, is living and the story she is writing. The two sections are in two different genres. Sigrid’s story is told in the style of realistic literary fiction, with emphasis on character development and style; and the story of Priscilla, the romance novel heroine, is plot heavy, fast moving, with a big dose of fantasy.

At least that’s what we think at first. But as we read, we become more and more invested in the roman à rose strand. It begins to seem like the more plausible part of the braid. We wonder: Is Sigrid such a skillful writer that her characters seem real? Or does the writer give so much to her art that she sometimes loses the vitality in her life?

At first the two main characters seem familiar. There’s the romance novelist whose life does not resemble those of her characters at all. And the romance novel character, who seems to be nothing but “adorable” and “irresistible.” But, as in the best novels, nothing turns out to be what it seemed.

We think we know who Sigrid is. She’s one of those middle-aged women (“between two ages” is the author’s more elegant phrase) who are invisible. At first her invisibility is metaphorical. As an author, she speaks through her characters and disappears in them. As a woman long past her twenties, she is used to not being noticed. Everything changes, though, when she checks into a hotel on a Greek island to write. She becomes aware of a young woman whose gaze offers her “a silent invitation.” Who is this mysterious stranger, and why would someone so beautiful be drawn to Sigrid?

The woman’s name is Gertrude, Sigrid discovers during their first dinner. Gertrude dresses in black because she is mourning her late beloved aunt, who left her an inheritance sufficient to travel to places such as this far-flung island.

Halfway through the book, Sigrid disappears for an evening to spy on Gertrude, whom she has become obsessed with. She looks in the mirror and doesn’t see her reflection. The maids in the hall don’t see her, and neither does Gertrude, out on the beach. Thus Sigrid’s invisibility becomes literal. Or does it? The next day, word spreads that the poppy seeds in the breakfast bread can sometimes cause hallucinations.

This metaphor-turned-literal seems to ask, Can middle-aged women use their invisibility as an advantage? Can it give them power? The power to take people by surprise, to become something our culture does not expect them to be able to be?

The questions that drive the two interwoven plots—are Sigrid and Gertrude going to have sex and are Priscilla and her fiancé going to get married and live happily ever after—are answered in delightfully unexpected ways. Subplots involving other guests at the hotel (a magician, an opera singer, a burglar, and the devil, to name just a few) contribute to the book’s odd magical quality, as well as to its suspense.

I have been a fan of Christophe Carlier’s work since I read his first novel, l’Assassin  à la Pomme Verte, which won the Best First Novel Award in 2014.  Since then, Carlier has been prolific, publishing three more novels and one book of essays/criticism/homage, on the subject of the cartoonist Sempé. (My other reviews of his work can be found here and here and here.)

The link between Sempé’s work and Carlier’s is worth noting. They both share an economy of expression (Sempé can create an idiosyncratic portrait in just a few lines, and Carlier’s short books never waste a word). Their cartoons and novels seem simple at first, but are far from it. They also share the same spirit: of whimsy, curiosity, and innovation.

L’Eau de Rose is, in the end, a cleanser. It will cleanse you of your preconceptions. You’ll question your assumptions about literary genres, the erotic lure of middle-aged women, betrayal, loyalty, and the power of the imagination.

 

Filed Under: Reading Like a Writer Tagged With: book review, Christophe Carlier, L'eau de rose, Sharon Harrigan

March 13, 2018 By Sharon Harrigan

Spring “Dynamite” Update

Dear Friends:

Many of you have asked for news about my memoir. I’m happy to report that five months out, Playing with Dynamite is going into its second printing. Thank you, thank you—for reading the book and sharing your responses with me and with others. Extra special kudos to those who wrote reviews on Goodreads or Amazon. I really appreciate your time and thoughtfulness. These reviews, apparently, make a much bigger difference than I ever knew. And if you haven’t written one yet but are willing to—huge thanks in advance!

If you don’t have a copy yet, there are lots of ways you can get one. Print and e-book versions are available through IndieBound,  Powells,  Barnes & Noble,  Truman State University Press,  Amazon, and elsewhere.

SPRING EVENTS

AWP (Association of Writers and Writing Programs) Conference Panel, “Truer Words Were Never Spoken: On the Challenges of Writing About Family in Creative Nonfiction/Memoir,” March 10, 3:00-4:15 PM, Tampa, FL

We had a packed house, standing-room-only, people sitting on the floor in the aisles for this wonderful panel. Here’s a photo of me with my fellow panelists, the wonderful writers Artress Bethany White, Lori Horvitz, and Bridgett Davis.

The Virginia Festival of the Book starts next week. I’ll be reading with Mike Smith and Panthea Reid. The amazing Jay Varner will be the moderator. Here’s a link to the event:

Details: “The Hearts Lives On: Memoirs on Love, Grief, and Resilience,” March 23, 10:00-11:30 AM, CitySpace, Downtown Mall, Charlottesville, VA

AWARDS

Playing with Dynamite is a finalist for the May Sarton Book Award. The winner will be announced later this month.

I have been awarded a fellowship at the Virginia Center for the Arts in Auvillar, France this fall.

MEDIA ATTENTION

Reviews

LitReactor: “The nature of memory, the mythology we create around our parents, love, marriage, and motherhood—Sharon Harrigan’s Playing with Dynamite is about all of these things, but also so much more. . . . This is the kind of memoir that will increase your emotional IQ, making you smarter about your own life, and maybe even the familiar mystery of your own family.”

San Francisco Book Review: “I earnestly recommend this excellently crafted personal history.” (Five out of five stars.)

Shannon Fox’s Isle of Books: “Beautifully written, engrossing, and artfully structured, it reminded me a lot of The Glass Castle.”

 New Pages: “With renewed media interest these days in the concept of truth, now is the perfect time to read Playing with Dynamite.”

Midwest Book Review: “Playing with Dynamite: A Memoir is an extraordinary, exceptional, deftly crafted and multilayered account that will prove to be an enduringly popular addition to community and academic library Contemporary American Biography collections.”

Kirkus Reviews: “A warm, engaging read about the ways in which memory distorts our understanding of family.”

Interviews/Podcasts (with links)

Interview on LITerally Podcast

Interview in The Rumpus

Interview in Split Lip Magazine

Interview in Huffington Post

Interview in The Nervous Breakdown

Interview in Streetlight

Interview on Deborah Prum’s blog:

Interview on Caroline Leavitt’s blog:

Happy spring, happy reading!
With gratitude,
Sharon

Filed Under: Playing with Dynamite Tagged With: Artress Bethany White, AWP, Bridgett Davis, Jay Varner, Lori Horvitz, May Sarton Award, Mike Smith, Panthea Reid, Playing with Dynamite, Sharon Harrigan, VCCA, Virginia Festival of the Book

October 11, 2017 By Sharon Harrigan

Profile in Cville Weekly

“Playing with Dynamite is about finding the courage to ask questions, to question her own memory and ultimately to question the stories we tell ourselves. As she writes in the book, ‘It’s harder to untell than tell a story.’ But this is what her memoir does. It pulls at the threads to unstitch a story she has told herself all of her life, and then stitches together a retelling.”—Raennah Lorne, Cville Weekly

To read the whole article, follow this link.

Filed Under: Playing with Dynamite

October 11, 2017 By Sharon Harrigan

Essay in Real Simple magazine

To celebrate Playing with Dynamite’s publication day, Real Simple magazine published a new essay. I like to think of it as a sequel to the New York Times Modern Love essay that appeared last year (and which was adapted from part of my book). You know, the what-happens-after-you-get-married part. My title for the Real Simple piece was “Meet Me in the Lake.” And I have no idea who those ridiculously happy people in the photo are. But I have a lot of affection for this piece, and I believe in the ideas it promotes. It’s a playful and silly essay, but it’s serious, too. And who know? It could even save your marriage.

Link to Real Simple essay here.

Link to Modern Love essay here.

 

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