Interview – In this new story It was never too lateThe news of the last two years struck, the author trends intimate and the universal. And he spits his active light, powered by questions, brotherhood and loneliness.
He was never late, Lola Lafon is two sons, two realities. That
News – End-of-Yearea Heals, Douers, Mazan Rapes, Mazan Rapes … – and his past and gifts in the scene of glory, and his passage. How does the world resonate in us? This is the question presented by the author When you hear this songFor whom the note may allow you to “resume. Route, his breath, the way. “
Madame Figaro. – Can you tell us the story of this book?
Lola Lafo. – Then When you hear this songI told myself that I didn’t want to go back to artistic literature immediately, as if at the moment of the history of Anne Frank and my existence, a kind of “I” was a different way to make another literary way. Added to write about this month writing exercise a month FreedomA number of this series served me as a laboratory of this book with an idea that emphasizes the topic. What is the story we live there now forcing me to be resonated in me? I wanted to follow and before news between news and our news, that is, to lose his loved one, to hold a strike meeting … I get to what he has an experienced, a substance that could be of interest to other people. It is the opposite of the diary. Some of my experiences are so popular, in a sense that they can be shared. So, for example, the body of aging, whether he passes through a parent or even a pet, how are you going to face yourself?
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You also mention the past tests as Anorexia …
I’ve been rotated for a long time. Small communist deals with relationships with body based on deprivation Mercy, Mariam, PattyViolka is anorexic, Cléo in Head He also preserves problematic relations with his body … I wanted to tell you what both of them and death were. As you go out of it, it doesn’t really write that it’s not writing to replace yourself with yourself. Moreover, this is the whole problem. Writing for me is the opposite. The link with the other, the other, the opening, dialogue. What are we feeding on? This is a real question. I consider anorexia as a language; And we must be able to promote another language among young girls aged 12 to 18 than independently-magazine …
“We are only outlines here we have to stay on the alarm, far away witnesses. But this place is not free from responsibilities, “they say …
I worked for some time because of Small communistbe accurate for a position that moves from me. By doing so, I mean that my opinions have no place I wrote. I don’t care about this or that situation about such or that situation. I want me to help me think. In political circles, we are talking about the “Chambarak”. We are from this camp or on the other side. I’m looking for a different way. I started reading The world of yesterday, By Stefan Zuig, as well as Walter Benjami, as there are writers and philosophers who not only interpret the world and I would like toIt was never too late Or a book toolbox. Whether you open it and send paths to think about such a situation or problematic.
Thus, violence against women, which in the text form a kind of red thread.
And in all in all my texts. In my novels, the corporate is very present, like a teenage swing. Suddenly, and all women know that, you must move forward in the world to be aware of the threat who must now be protected. And that, men don’t feel it. They can be afraid of breaking their face, but women understand that they need to be careful, including creatures that need to love … The theme is socially present, but justice does not follow. We play a lot about children, but we can only see how difficult it is for a adult woman to be recognized as a victim. Gisèle Pelicot has videos, and even with these evidence we talked about him in a terrible way, questioning and always on the same sources. Is he really innocent?
I wanted back and forth between news and our news
Lola Lafo
“I have not decided to become a feminist,” you say. What do you mean by that?
You never told myself. that I was equal to boys. I thought I was sovereign in this world like my men’s friends. And in reality, no. I was a victim of rape. I was very loud, then I found that we thought about this topic that people had felt it before me that it was only my story. If you think it’s your story, it’s awful. Perhaps it is a little more terrible, maybe when you context you are yourself, unfortunately, it’s part of the system that you are not responsible, and that’s why it is not necessary to dismantle. So we write, for example, we want us to stop stopping women’s courage. For what? Because it really means that they are collecting. However, no one wants to wear the world on his shoulders. Instead of celebrating women’s courage, it is better to take its share and help them.
Where does this title come? It was never too late ?
I have this habit for years to keep the walls wherever I go and I love the sentences written in the city. I find that leaving words in this anonymous world is nothing more beautiful. And I’m not talking only about colleagues or front political messages. I am always very excited when I see words. I discovered this sentence in the swamp, one kind of very beautiful semi-fashioned. It was the picture that took me, and there I see this inscription in English. “It was too late“(” It was never too late. ” I told myself that it was a little bit of what I was doing year by year. That is, I got up and then starts again, as danced. No, it was never too late. So go ahead.
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Source: Le Figaro
