Life is full of chances and encounters.
In 2001, I interviewed a 17-year-old first-time novelist upon the publication of her book, “Respire”, which recounted the suffocating friendship between two teenagers.
Later, Mélanie Laurent made a film about it, then I lost sight of this promising author.
She had published other works which had not had the same success, and I had not heard from her again.
Twenty later, I rediscover Anne-Sophie Brasme through a novel that she publishes today, with autobiographical accents of great finesse.
The author addresses the young girl she was;
she takes stock, accurately, with humor: no, everything has not been easy when you doubt yourself and cannot love yourself, and above all, when you can no longer write.
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