lundi 17 janvier 2011
Eric Bogosian, PERFORATED HEART, New York, Simon & Schuster, 2009, 271 pages.
I am the literary representative of the family, I am the keeper of words. Something like a cantor, they all defer to me. ("Richard, what did you think of the President's speech last night?" "Richard, what do you think of The Da Vinci Code?") They know I've made money with my wrtiting, been written about in Newsweek, won prizes, although not one of them could tell you why, nor has any of them ever made it all the way through one of my novels, but they do know I'm a somebody "out there" - they know I am of the world.