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the days lengthen! it means they take longer than 24hrs?

I get the impression that it makes Perpette I am not moved by that. No, it was not envy that wanting, but sometimes things non-literary and non-m'accaparent blogosphere a bit. Amazing, no?

advantage when one has said anything since a lease is that we have stuff to tell. It is tempting, eh, as input in?


First of all, my little collection celebrated its first anniversary. Quietly, quietly (it is small, the bugger) he blew out his candle. A kind of MTR? Ben many beautiful things and simple pleasures. I hoped that. I am not at all disappointed. Again, homage is paid to Quadrature a generous editor, professional, highly likeable eeeeeeeeeeeeetttttttt. And of course, the road is not over, there are still ongoing projects.

Apart from that? Well

a challenge launched by Eva Lunaba . Write a text on the erotic theme of Christmas. Writing about Christmas (I like very little) I have always deeply inflated. But I never written text of erotic love and "try" things in writing. If you enjoy it, there is to read it, and to to listen. I said that it is permissible, even advisable, if you like the idea, to dwell on other texts.

A little text , also in 1000 signs, which read on word counts double, the excellent literary blog Françoise Guérin (drag it into your favorites, it is worth seeing).

A small innovation that I've not spoken: Squaring the books are now available at FNAC. Practice for those who have it as a means of supply. For others, I encourage you to live preferentially your neighborhood bookstores. Or to order directly from the publisher. FNAC is not the earliest signs vending must know. Since

is in quadrature, the latest news?
- "Domestic Arts", Renaud Isabelle. Soon a blank page on word counts double (I told you so: to your favorites!)
- "Top Girls! "And Calouan. A pen that touches me very much (she knows, I told him). I have not read his collection, but I regularly loiter on his blog . Her little notes never let me indifferent.


Finally, I must speak of Shi-Zen . But I tell myself that at the end of ticket like that is lousy. So I leave you the link, I'll let you see this magazine in the making. And I'll tell you more at length in a reserved ticket-that-nothing-for-him.

And on that note, I leave you. My darling just me "Sunday at the Elysee," Bashung. I have an appointment with my ears, there.

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I blog, you blog, we blog ...

Oy oy oy oy oy!

(like say the single light OD)

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My

crush? Gary and his dog Mop dog growls and threatening Poodle audible even on camera. Congratulations to Sandra Robidoux for its succulent grandiose clichés and his pen.

You'll love this month of November bleak and hopeless. Armed with a whopper and ten liters of cream soda, sit comfortably in your big Lazy-Boy, open the TV put it on mute (for atmosphere) and follow the adventures of two blondes. It states in that it happens for the next month ...

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next Saturday ...

... Will be held the book fair Ozoir-la-Ferriere. I am, as my editor, and many many other famous people or to be winning. Do not hesitate to come. The new editions of the book squaring, "Domestic Arts" by Isabelle Renaud, will be officially launched at 11am. The full program is here:

Ze show that rocks

And if not, I am now a surprising finding. I just rework a new one, I was told that interesting, but with a few blunders and hickeys building. I fired 5000 characters (still!). I cut and reorganized. It's much better like that. And yet, curiously, I think it took a while I write these 5000 characters. They were indeed too, no doubt about it. But helped me to formulate this new install, to find him a mood and tone. And once it was found, I was able to turn. This is the first time I see it so blatantly. I often hear me write and tell me afterwards that I gave to the facility. There was something else. Funny.

That was all. For a comprehensive manual on "how art and literature in the draft, will have to wait a bit, I run out of material.

Otherwise I would point out is that on November 15, yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees, half done! (November is the month of the year that I hate the most, should know)

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Vestine, a black legend

You may have noticed, I am not talking about my readings. There are several reasons for this, reasons that seem valid enough to me that I respect. I spare you the listing. I will do even more with exceptional, I'll leave this course of action. For today I'd like to talk about a book I just finished. "Vestine, a black legend", is published by Actes Sud Junior, in the collection "one voice".

When I say I'll talk about the book, it's just a formula. I will not tell you, because this book does not generate the words, it generates feelings. Laughing, crying, feeling sick and wild hopes.

Vestine, now 27, has lived the Rwandan genocide at the age 11. Virginie Jouannet-Roussel lends his pen, his words, his feelings, to translate his memory pointillist Africa.

Some of you who read this blog, know this: Virginia is a friend. With it I've done the most work of proofreading and rewriting of the manuscript of my book before sending to the publishers expected. What you do not know, however, is that there is between her and me neither complacent nor false pretenses. And I do not speak Vestine if I did not feel sincere, if it was not an absolute necessity for me. This text

mature for several years. It existed in several versions, which have nearly been published in their time, by other publishers. But it probably lacked a little something for that alchemy is perfect. In its current version is the editor who came to fetch him. Who had read through a contest, and has called Virginia for the asking. This means it is not trivial.

"Vestine", as published today, reads in one sitting. It is a breath of breath, a melody, a whirlwind. It is a book of incredible strength, a dazzling beauty, both in the horror in the hope that it survives.

I'll tell you no more, I do not know. What I know, simply, is that we do not encounter every day a book like this. And it deserved that I do not keep this discovery to me.

the way, hat also Actes Sud. This book, its contents and its history, is the best answer to those who claim that major publishers are lazy all soft that only publish texts idiots spawned by peoples, by simple cronyism and ease.

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This post lacks a good title

There is a moment that I wonder about the art of the title in the editorial work.

Personally, I'm pretty sensitive securities. An original push to catch me a book and watching the 4th of coverage. Conversely, something like "Wild Rose Passion 'has little chance to sell me anything, even if Rose has every right to live a crazy passion and I agree that without a problem. So there is certainly springs in choosing a book title.
I was reminded recently that because we discussed it with the right band Jugon Lakes (see previous post) on the one hand, and because I work on a second collection (currently with a provisional title to all is rotten), on the other.

I'm often told, at book signings, that "One is never prepared for it" is a good title. And I see, too, he calls people. It makes them stop. Initiate conversation. "Prepared for what? "I asks you. It evokes personal anecdotes, possibly intimate. Everyone has his own interpretation, so very touching that this woman had come to tell me "it speaks of motherhood, huh? "As if it were obvious, with such a title.

I'm very comfortable telling you all these things very flattering on the title of my book, since I'm not to much. The manuscript was called "ride down" (the title of a new) and I was very proud of myself for having found something as subtle. But one of the first things I told Patrick, when he called me and told me that publish Quadrature said manuscript is that we should change the title which was "very bad". Arglllllllllll! I admit, I laughed. And I thought it was one more reason, more interest in the editorial process: finding a title that is both nice and good.
Obviously, the goal was reached, and I'm happy. Now that I discuss right to left, a large majority of those surveyed say they prefer me clearly "one is never prepared for it" to "climb down". So I have a publisher who does his job (I already knew, note)

With this experience, now I wonder quite consistently on the titles of the books I read. I have not seen masses of free time these days, I do not read much, but when I read, I'm careful. And I find it difficult art of the title just as much to confess.

Here, that was all. Are others here who sweat to find titles that go well or I'm the only one row??

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Sorry, we are not pigs

ok. ok. ok ...

is stressful to imagine neurologically kaput

pocket is to think that the pharmaceutical giants would bring pockets full

sucks to spend 4 hours in line to get pierce the forearm

then it's so nice to send emails terrifying, dogmatic and without any critical thinking about the right to non-vaccination ...

Here then, the vixen in me his little band was full of household

I will be vaccinated to prevent children and the elderly are dying around me because "I was afraid of complications "

I will be vaccinated to avoid passing 10 days of screaming my lungs have I destroyed a bin man flu

I will be vaccinated to make sure I do not find myself in the gang of non-genius who rely on everyone to help them stay healthy

I'm going to vaccinate because I do not care Pogner the Guillain-Barre (it sounds so good!)

and it does not tempt me at all that my Owners find me rotten early spring

and also because I find it much loser to wear a mask on the subway (if not a Spiderman mask )

In fact, I am very excited to talk with a woman who has 94 years, she also survived a pandemic, it seems to me we could chat for hours.

And that makes me a much more beautiful leg (it's Nana says)

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In this autumn season, the Ménanagères are more active than ever scouring their old pans, wash their dirty linen (Family), simmer savory butternut squash soup and you cast a spell over their humor impaired.
In addition, the official start of hockey season promises thrills and lots of inspiration for new entries on this blog.
soon as I know the number of at least 3 new Habs (and, incidentally, be able to say the name without making a mistake Cammalleri - Cavalleri? Camarella? Calimero? Caballero - De Chile), I'll be back with a 101 course in psychology (the characters) of the CH. It smells

cutting.

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A retrospective Waterhouse is currently shown at the Museum of Fine Arts in Montreal.
Needless to say we died laughing.

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Speaking confetti worse beautiful world on their thirty-kek (hard to tell one or six, it says a lot about our age too ...) in the subway, I have recently been carried a fantasy, like a full festival Francine Ruel Eastman, during a trip on the blue line.

Why, when the robot voice informs us that the service is restored on the Orange Line between Lionel-Groulx Cote-Vertu in rush hour, sound effects, streamers falling, the sound of applause and noisemakers fed does not sound to our ears through the thundering sound system of the Montreal Metro?

Take time to imagine the scene.

I tell you, we would all give to our place to someone who does not even have the hair even a little pepper and salt, it would make high-fives to strangers in our dusting shoulders littered with confetti, you lick the pole full of H1N1.

It would Yinka happier.

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Speaking of being happy, little 'hint' for cheesy: the truculent 103.9 radio station offers a string of old hits all day long. Radio Laurentians and pubs regional warm your heart, great shot "You have mounted a nice big boat," of "Woman, I am a woman in your arms" and "Billy, I want you in my life. " What to spend an autumn fashion not squeal, but so comforting ...

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School of show business

In the subway, one of my favorite pubs is definitely one of the École du Show Business (Spokesperson: Martin Deschamps, just why I want to subscribe).
I noticed today that their slogan was: "Discover the show business that is in you." Between stations
Acadia and Fabre, I started to fantasize a shower of confetti, trumpets or heavenly Place des Arts crowdée trendy beautiful world.
And, of course, my thanks to the next Gala (I prefer the Adisq or Gemini but I would go even to the Gala des Oliviers is to say).

But what I am told that my only inside show business, it is not Joselito or The Toupin?
I was a little cold.

Cursed advertising.

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Red Nose

No, I do not mean the clown nose and poetic mission Guy Laliberté (or write a short story with the characters drop of water, earth and sun). Nor, by extension, Claude Peloquin (though the temptation is great, like the delicious blog "My hat is a wig," to return This charming character ...).

I do not want to talk about the equally delicious blockbuster Red Nose (Patrick Huard, Christmas, a romantic comedy, what more logical as an association?).

No, I mean, in the most literal sense of the word, RED NOSE.

My nose is red. All the time.
summer, because of sunburn. The winter due to cold. Spring and autumn, because of allergies.

facelifts, dermatology, little pots of cream, or eating sessions at the shrink will not change anything (though Nautilus Plus, from what I've seen their new ads, would might be something for me: a two-person team nutritionist and coach - who will forever change my life ...) I could even make a slam and say that I love - that's another story.

The fact is that I must resign myself to look like a semi-alcoholic (or Louise Marleau at the SAQ in Duluth).
And Tender Husband and I are so cheap that we decided not to leave the heating on 1 November, I walk into mufflers (not to be confused with loincloth) in Lôôôôôôôôôft.

Life is hard (or, to paraphrase another: no mercy for the croissants).

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Jugon-les-Lacs is a great cultural metropolis

Me, Alain Emery, a bottle of red (very good, thank you), and Sylvie Dubin, winner of the contest. It was dinner at the restaurant, and it was good.

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WARNING: If you feel overwhelming sympathy of the author of this post against people she speaks, is justified. And then? I am not a journalist, not an obligation of neutrality. So there!


This weekend, I went dragging my gaiters Jugon lakes. Who said "where? ? Hein, who dare? Ben Jugon-the-lake, small town character, Côtes d'Armor. Aaaaaaaaaaaahh, you see, immediately, is more telling, is not it?

I went because I was invited. It's a good start. And because I really wanted to go, it's a good result. But let's put first things in context.
this year held in lakes Jugon-a contest for a new, first edition. Idea launched by Alain Emery, the novelist thought, and resumed, scope, pampered by a team of people who gravitate to the library Jugon with an enthusiasm that is really fun to see. The commitment and drive have paid off: the competition was a resounding success. And this Saturday, during the awards ceremony was held for fun mini-living room, around the writing. I was invited, and so I went with my books under his arm.

say that I spent a great time is far below the reality. But the reality now, is difficult to describe. You're good, you bring back as much warmth, pep, laughter, sharing of quality in a small blog of nothing at all, it's not so easy. What can I say? I was received with open arms to end? I met great people who believe in what they do and who do so humbly that great? There was a concentrate on site in a good mood that simply invited to experience the thrill of being there (which I do 'm not closed)?

Yes, I must say it all.

must also say that the winners of the competition was great. The texts which were read, all have real quality, tone of their own, and that the range chosen literary evidence that the jury's discussions have not been an easy task. The winners were present as charming as the contest organizers. That cross "for real" people that we appreciated the pen on the internet and love is always a delight. That, that, much more than that. It had to be there, you'd understand!

This weekend Jugon-the-lake that's exactly what I like. Exactly what I was dreaming when I knew my book would be published. Real meetings, closer to the people, with time to share. Without the fuss and without issue, just for fun.

So I told them already, but I repeat here: thank you all. Those who organized and carried out this project, of course. But also those who came, who discussed a while, simply.

There, in the small world of novelist who stalk the regulations of competition, a kind of classification of "competition-to-do-absolutely-because-that-the-delivery-the-price-is-too-mega- over-friendly ". This is something we will refile mouth to mouth Druid Druid, and damn that motivates the troops. Jugon-the-Lake has made a sensational debut in the top basket from the top of the rankings. I am formally.


As for me, I knew I loved Brittany, and I knew why. But I am always so happy not having to change my mind about it ...!

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In this season of over-specialization and competitiveness (or simply due to a chronic indecision syndrome), there are many who earn diplomas. If it can be depressing to have nearly 30 years and still be in school, imagine the shock to restart a Bachelor with charming offspring of the '90s.

It's like being a doctor Doogie ... but in reverse.

survival guide the use of university students from 1 st cycle born before 1983.

History

To the question "Where were you during the 2001 attacks? "Avoid answering" When traveling with friends in Morocco "," In a course at UQAM "or even" I can not remember but after I brush. This could go wrong (especially the last) - they were in 6th year, the time.

The lunches

The next time you will not have lunch - that is to say, almost all the time - instead of saying you do not have time to do your groceries or your roommate have finished your lasagna, blame your mother, "She has not had time to make my lunch, she working late these days. "

You will surely a half sandwich or salad in a tupperware.

life, love

Do not sarcasm when you hear the great enthusiasm of your colleagues who are beginning their first year University, know exactly what they want in life, and where they will be in 10 years. Do not try to convince them that they will change their minds 22 times, the workplace or disappoint a crazy story (brief) love the push to change town. Spend for someone really negative.

In a similar vein, do not discuss the love affair of Mary, so in love with her chuuuuuuuum met last summer in the restaurant or the day camp where they worked together (and already talking about their future children):

1 - Servers are often crossers

2 - A relationship for 2 months it guarantees nothing. She will learn soon enough.

Location

Pay attention to people you choose for your work team. You might find yourself in a basement of Blainville, Pierrefonds and St-Bruno-de-Montarville.

When asked if you live in an apartment, does not specify that it is 8 years. They will think you're running away from a school.

The TV

If someone starts extolling the merits of comic Marc Labreche, shut up or talk about 3600 seconds of ecstasy ; a reference to Prof. Neutral leave them indifferent (they never listened Club 100 Watts).

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At a party session start, do not be offended if a guy you find your taste tells you: " You, you listened Watatatow, right? I am more than Ramdam generation. "He wanted to maybe point out your age, and by extension your experience, respectable.

In this regard, singing "When we give ourselves ... a woman of experience" is a lost cause (he never knew Francis Martin under his real name).

With that, good Bacc ...

- Shrew -

PS: Thanks to Amelie Cauchon and Nana for their true stories!

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... I finally present you the youngest of Quadrature. Released since September 25, or could I mind? This is another topic we'll talk later. For time chuuuuuuuuttt, read. I love the title of this book. And is published by a publisher who is dear to me. I bet that's a good set of signs. It remains only to read it!

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Remembrance-missed-childhood


This is probably the most striking character of my childhood books. I thought at that time it was a little girl.

I learned today that he was a kid. Or asexual character, according to my mother (what is less mixing for kids!).

How do you, with all that, well I manage my femininity?

Bitch of life.


- Shrew -

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I wanted to write a message full of love, but it will not this time. No, again a little resentment.
Let's outset: I do not like the vendors at American Apparel.
Ah! I see you come forward with explanations of complex of the colonized (the proportion of Anglos in those shops vendors approaching 100%) and resentment over the 'chix-itude "said the young ladies (who, admittedly, proudly wear the look Mile end with a thinness that often compensates for the lack of taste - lack looks of disgust as the other).

me stop you right away here to ensure that it is neither of these two arguments. First, I find the friendly English-speaking traders from other stores. I would push even further by saying that given my bilingualism thousand times proved (among other things acquired through this work, in English, over a Greek school uniforms - there is no stupid job), I mania admirably the vocabulary of "turtle neck" of the "Oxford Shirt," the "school girl skirt". As for the physical thinness of the other ladies at my shops inspires any violent impulses.
The mystery remains unresolved.
Pending clarification, I shop at American Apparel in silence, without seeking the help of vendors, and trying my clothes without leaving a fitting room - which often lack the mirror.

Needless to say, I'm often wrong purchases.


- Nana -

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If I were a Q-Tips, I would not hesitate long. If I were a pair of headphones, ooh lala, either.

I fantasize about large ears, with deep cavities, where the sounds rush without constraint. I dying to see the world from a comfortable auditory pons and spacious. I would look around the world love my ear, the one I waited all my life.

I'd love to snuggle in my ears majestic Jacques Martin.

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point the way?

Ay, the return is made. And not too badly made, my goodness, thank you for it. Here, it is said, now, do a little point.

The autograph session at St Malo was very successful. If you go through St. Malo soon, and you have an urgent need for good bookstores (you never know, it can take anywhere, such a need), go to the pen. The welcome is warm as not allowed (it's zero, this expression is perfectly possible to be warm. But hey, it says, too bad, I leave, as seems Emmanuelle ).

And if I had a very good holiday excellently, thank you for me. I grant you, we do not care a bit (well not me but yes you). Except that I wrote during the so-called holidays, and even if it is too early to make it look as finished projects (beauuuucoup too early) is awfully good for morale to say "j have written, and I advanced projects in progress. "

So there. When I have good morale, I am of the pub, not even for me. That's how it should be known, I am very outgoing when I fish.

The last weekend stood Lauzerte a literary festival of new, well known of crowds (yes, I know many who love this festival crowds). I was not there, which is a shame for me. But it did not prevent such festival to be held and to be highly sympathetic to what he seems. Each year a collection is distinguished by the "price of the new scribe. And this year is the collection of Isabella Mining, called "House Buissonnière, who won this award.
I recommend reading this book. I have not (yet) read, and yet I recommend it with your eyes closed. Perfectly. Because the price of the new Scribe know what he says, there's no doubt about the matter. Because Francoise Guerin loved, and I have every confidence in his opinion. Because the title of this book is magnificent. Because Isabella is also published in the Mining Dilettante, which is not the most idiotic French publishers in terms of talent scouts (do not insist, I will not give other names). Because Martine recently spoke about his passion for "the first step," another book of the same Isabelle Mining. And finally, because "home truant" is published by Montalant Delphine, a small publisher that seems to do much good work.

So with all this, if you're not convinced, I'll sing the Tyrolean highlands of the Himalayas (and as I am cautious and mediocre singer, thank you in advance for wanting to be convinced, I'm make life easier)

I have not finished the pub. A
Lauzerte, there was also a special prize awarded Editions blue-black if for their postcard booklets. The booklets postcard is a great invention, which allows you to send to your friends or Aunt Hortense, for 20 grams and thus a normal tone, a little new at the same time as the traditional holiday snap . Check it out and send in. This is not often that you cross, the great inventions.

Otherwise?
Otherwise, in my market, there's a lady who makes very good cakes and pancakes. You wonder?

Otherwise also, there's too many parentheses in this post, but it is later, there. If so, it's late. When we had a baby with a cold the week before 9:25 p.m. on Sunday, it's late. I promise you.

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The cicada having sung all summer ...

Sorry to all of our diligent readers for this extended commercial break.

We needed a makeover, complete our tan crimson for the long winter approaching, get your fill of rich animal fat stores and respond to numerous letters from secret admirers written strange characters in newspaper cut.

That being written, you can leave everyone trumpets, wonderful pan flutes, rattles and all sorts of surprising multicolored top hat: the Ménanagères are back ... for now ...

For as we approach now large number of spectacular and not applauded by the world of three loyal members, we obviously feel pressure to build such an elevator full of young anorexic ballerinas. A stage-fright takes us from the white page is acting up, fearing to offend by our harsh comments old gribiche radical populace that good which makes us the honor of reading, year in and year out, as this blog run by VIP Internet. Thus, the tone will sometimes caressing your sweet electronic ear, we offer you great recipes to enliven your cold Canadian nights with Robert and children, we will advise you of the best sellers psychopop sound advice, we will wrap it for more love because YOU AS WE GIVE!

On this, visit this fall, between Sorel and Magog of cyberspace.

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p'tite A smoothing cream, available on the net, can put a definitive end to the spider webs that you have been following your 13 years, covering the thighs, buttocks and belly, give you confidence in yourself and finally be able to aspire happiness. A hint of acai berry capsules and treatment in order to clear your colon (yeurkkk!), all free trial version (with a little extra $ 517.98 in postage and handling ...) could finally allow you access to this body lolita breasts bouncing to the rump of hell and proud carriage in less than two.

You said: "Happiness and joy"??

I say "bullshit, deception and violation of the intellectual integrity of women."

When advertisements cheap invade our subconscious mind through a skillful subliminal method of displaying each page accessed on the internet an insert touting miracle potions to lose his riding breeches and uterus without sweating over a drop, without having to cut a little trans fat ingested, I want to throw my laptop through the window of the third.

We present a young woman at home who was on the verge of nervous breakdown due to overload its weight. Mother completed, model wife, he was wanting to his happiness that a drastic and dangerous loss of weight. Julie Desrosiers of Montpellier in the French version http://www.bloguedejulie.com/?t202id=61881&t202kw=Julie-CA , or Isabelle Desrosiers of Montreal http://bloguedeisabelle.com/1/ ? t202id = 6165 & t202kw = 3 (same girl, same face, same results, only differences: she discovered the shock treatment on VAT in a case on France 2 in the other, she lost the weight in pounds or kilograms depending on country of origin Two girls and listening morning in Quebec and in France Oprah ...) promises to "lose weight belly" (sic) on our own Facebook page if we fill the cutter's not healthy healthy cocktail. A belly chased abdominalisé to the extreme, tanned and shiny promotes small capsules. This, needless to say the old (!!!), belly Julie, who was there 37 days, and flaccid distorted by the many pregnancies that have rotted his life, if you read carefully the subtext ...

With only effect of cleaner colon and small bays, the woman who wants to "just (be) a devoted mother and wants to keep fit and be healthy as long as possible" and who "loves watching television during the day (ok, there is no longer any sympathy for your weight gain, Julie) can now attest to the effectiveness of Internet ads: "It like I was born one second time. My husband is proud of me and what I accomplished. I have more energy to play with my kids and I have friends. I really too sexy silhouette and more;) "

Ben bravo for you, Julie. Your husband is proud of you, you can play with your children, you have friends. All you n 'would never have been weighing 19 kilos more ...

It might be time to burn a couple of bras at the Bay on the Internet.

- Nana -

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History mushrooms

We learned this week (sorry, no link to cyberpresse to insert here, so no credibility - never mind!) finally: I heard this week on the radio that he had died this week following the ingestion of poisonous mushrooms. Two girls were also allegedly intoxicated, and had to be treated in hospital.

short, in addition to the crows that abound in the city (see previous entry in this blog), it appears that sprout like mushrooms ... mushrooms (phew!), a consequence of heavy rains this summer. And it also seems that people saw these mushrooms growing on their residential lawn, have the reflex to swallow. Because we are not talking about mushrooms here and there gleaned during a bucolic walk in the woods, but mushroom dwellers ...

Good. I could dwell long on the fact that I find it strange to have the idea, spent 8 years of eating mushrooms growing outside his bungalow in St. Bruno de Montarville ...
But I remember something else instead of this incident: the revenge of nature. The return of good old things, you know those days of yore, where men once had to fight to survive, picking berries (good, not poisonous) chasing buffalo (well. ..) to fight against the elements.
I do not want to mention natural disasters caused by global warming, or drift food industry and chickens in cages. I do not want to return to earth. I do not even want to bring a little awareness. I do not want to be Waridel.

No, I remember another thing from this incident: the revenge of nature. As a clenched fist in his mouth. In your teeth, man. We are anxious about everything and nothing, we are afraid of being raped in an alley, being bitten his contract by a young self-employed or to be opportunistic steal his identity on the internets.

It has forgotten the good old law of nature, one that says we should be afraid of certain species of poisonous mushrooms. Death.

And you know what? It was the most reassuring news of the week.

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It was only a dream ...


You dream of being a beauty?
Hold a suitcase?
To say "Hi Julie"?



That's how the production of Banker wants to lure individuals to stand for 2 hours, VAT.
Am I the only one who does not dream of holding a suitcase and greet Julie Snyder?

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So long, Paris! Ze

Ay. Finally, Ay, I'm on vacation. And I do not say it to mock those who have none, but simply to share the pleasure of those moments of calm, and totally uncontrolled pace. I like it. Yes, absolutely, I love the holidays. It's crazy, right? I'm super original and everything. I know.

To those who wonder, scratching his head, "she tells us why platitudes worthy of Helvetia" * I say, because during the holidays say, will take place an event relating to the collection. Yeah, do not believe when I start writing a paper for the blog, I think vaguely.

So the morning of August 7 (it is Friday of next week), from 10:30 to 12:30, like, I will be in dedication to the library "the pen", in St Malo St Servan district, 78 rue Georges Clemenceau.

This morning's market in this area is highly frequented. So it's your chance to make a stone 3 Shots: strolling through the neighborhood and the market, take a trip to the bookstore, and eat a pancake-sausage starting again (there are excellent in this market).

I am particularly touched to announce the signing session. St Malo, is my "home" to heart, and it is not just a formula. Those who know me closely know that.
It is also a living collection. This is particularly evident in "the sand" is more implicit in other news.
Finally, when I lived there, I knew and practiced from time to time this library, as anonymous, and I know so good.

So I wait to be with Patricia Meri (I only know by phone for now is whether he should remedy that), next Friday in his bookstore. And I hope to see you there, but not!


* should have read "Asterix in Switzerland" to understand this allusion fine and subtle.

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Neighbors

Since I moved into this neighborhood that I love without love, I spend all day in front of an apartment that looks like MA-LADE. At a street corner, a kind of loft but different levels, full of plants, large frosted windows that seem to hide furniture incredible, but simply where he would live.
I'm jealous of this apartment since the day after my move. Everything looks so clean in there.
Today I saw Stefie Shock rummaging through his pockets at the corner of the street. To unlock the door of his loft. Who
seemed suddenly less pure, less fitted. I really do not know why.

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been done for the play

That's it: summer is really happened.

Jocelyne Blouin we predicted the weather until September, the festivals rife, the terraces are full, the corridors outside swimming pools too.

It's time to live. It was a month, maybe two to be truly human. Out without putting the combination qu'étrenne Julie Payette in Endeavour. Not take advantage of our skin chapped by the cold. Pina colada drink in very large glasses. Take vacation at the same time as everyone else, although it is not all construction workers. Gargle entertainment outdoors, going to see Dominic and Martin St-Denis, contribute to smog through the effluvia of our barbecues.

Ok, agree. But once you saw Father and fli c twelve times at Cine-Parc, we have tried crying every day since the summer solstice this triangle bikini, we drank pastis to have focus Marseille, which has been trampled on toes in a crowd of neighborhood Pestacles without seeing the promised event of the century by Laurent Saulnier, what are we doing?

It appropriates the green square in front of us and planted in grasses to beautify our city so pretty? It updates every two minutes of our what to do now suddenly we are offered something other than summer theater? We invent a personality on Facebook and we made false friends into thinking they were going to school with them? It's pathetic.

But you're young, we have time and the will is there.

But really tripper our summer, he would probably return to the same gang of thirty sides of Mile End (according to Sandra) who therefore seem to enjoy their lives to the fullest. They mount exhibitions, developing projects and Tripp really underground, will see all the shows of hipsters and lie down on their forty years and say they really lived their youth. Yeah.

During that time, it scours the woodwork of our rented apartment, writing a blog that nobody will ever read (it was a cat burglar than really exist, must exist virtually ...) and we pretend find a job.

Oh! I. J'm'en will move to the thirty faces the same concept to installation / performance. I'll get the stripes tapestry of different periods found during the stripping of my walls. I'll explain in a blank space, something trendy, sleek. I will develop an artistic / conceptual / post-modernist. I will demonstrate, within a staging eclectic with music mixed by a DJ electro Austria, that the past follows us always, but in the multiple layers of this applied by our Fellows Humans. Maybe it could be done in a loft disused Park Extension. We could do that in a gang, naked and in the fetal position. One could make posters for a graphic artist in vogue. We could film everything and put it on youtube.

Sick. My summer is going to be guts, finally. I finished my stripping, I water my bad I'll grasses. Promised.

- Housewife -

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The difficulty of trying to become the cycling sport

To those who, while wearing "buttocks of iron and abs of steel" (as promised in the course title on Monday night), boast the merit of the conditioning room ("But how Can people do without physical activity? "," If I did not like it, I could not survive the stress of work, "" That's how I met Alain, machinery for back "," If I want to continue to spoil me on Saturday night with a piece of cake DiStasio, I have my training on Monday and Wednesday), I invariably answer: "The training at the gym, I can not ". Before the eyes horrified, so I hasten to reply: "... while I can do sports in the fresh air."
Phew! close call (and no, I do not speak of the song Beautiful Too bad, but because I just get by in the eyes of my interlocutors: they do not see me automatically placed on "Biggest Loser" in a few years). The problem remains
yet complete because I still have not solved the conundrum: how to combine sport, pride, vanity and sweating? When it happens

the bold idea of making the bike (and I do not move me from point A to point B, go to the subway or more daily direct me to a drinking place), I am rarely excited about the fact that I Lululemon dress from head to foot. The issue is quickly resolved, because even if I wanted, I did not wear Lululemon. In my wardrobe, no lycra. No, God knows why I'm always attracted to held more misguided.
result there this time when, after 2 km painful to keep my hand handlebar, while the other tried to prevent my gorgeous little tunic Nümph flying in the wind, I found myself on Saint-Urbain, wearing my panties in a series of cars stopped at red lights, while a gust came along ... There's this other time my earrings too long and massive enough (I always wondered: so as to earrings, why settle for tiny beads?) Swirled in the wind at a point as I thought my lobes split. There are times that, for a plump little legs, so I put my boots pretty green at the base so smooth after a series of "slides" elegant on the pedals, the unthinkable happens: Collision pubis / bar bicycle. And so on, and best: the classic "skirt pogne chain", the painful "small gladiator sandals with strings boudinent until the calf blood, "humiliating" little tube dress that goes down just a bit too much. "
For such is the dilemma: to be" appropriate "and grotesque OR be unproductive (sportingly speaking), even dangerous .. . and flirtatious.
I persist and sign: you will not see lululemon in my wardrobe ...

except perhaps one day, if you see me at the weigh-weekly "Biggest Loser".

- Nana -

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I suspect people of lying.

When they say "I'll buy a pint of milk" is false.

When they shout "I go to work", it is a lie shameless.

When they provide "no, no, I can not see you, I replay the funeral of Michael Jackson on the net," Supreme fib.

They all put on their combination of lycra, helmets Louis Garneau, their weird shoes and malleable padded panty girdles. All they check tire pressure, test the speed of response from their brakes.

They all go riding on bike paths in Montreal.

In less than two, they stormed the circuit rider. Whether it's a Wednesday afternoon off the holiday construction does not make them fearless. They will eat the road.

They emerge from the shadows, they come together in hellish crew.

You, you do not want to feel the wind in your hair, do a little exercise to walk away from the thighs, reach a friend somewhere, protecting the planet by standing on your bécyk . But this is impossible.

front position themselves freaks, those who do cross the Circuit Gilles Villeneuve because they damage the asphalt to force run at the speed of sound. And all around you who do nothing but go from point A to point B, there are others. Those that roll quietly, just at the limit of the unbearable, those who place themselves in the middle of the track, preventing anyone from exceeding safe, stopping for no reason, sticking ass normal people who feel immediately forced to make involuntary tandem with Guy, Chantal and brats. The ride which promised much yet becomes a nightmare when you try somehow to zigzag between uncles without getting hit by Lance Armstrong and his testicular cancer. Can you say that you are not currently enjoy the scenic beauty and pleasure brought by the discharge of serotonin in your brain sedentary?

I hate bike lanes.

They make me want to ride on the Turcot interchange, to overthrow the pedestrians on the sidewalks, which pose a fire engine at the rear of my bike to burn Guy, Chantal and brats. They make me want to buy a car designed in 1981, far, far away from the current environmental standards. They make me want to boycott all the brilliant recommendations of the Ministry of Health suggest that loves Quebecers a walk of 15 minutes twice a day to prevent obesity. They make me want to buy a scooter, put a fluorescent triangle back and piss off everyone, both on the street, on sidewalks and on bike paths.

- Shrew -

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Cornelius

We are not talking about the singer Arènbi, but the bird.
According to reliable sources, it seems we're close to an invasion in Montreal. "How do we maintain a balance between us and other life forms?" (Leveille, expert and author of several books on birds and crows).

One wonders though.

see a disturbing video of crow

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comeback

In the event (unlikely, I admit) that there would still, from time to time, people who pass through this blog, here's great news: He's not dead. No no, not at all, he is well, thank you for him, the pulse is good, although it has a voltage of young ab and concrete. Let's just say it went through a period where the chick who keeps (me, in this case) was a bit full of things to manage. It happens.

But now, here is the new month of July, its barbecues, his day-ranked black-in-the-valley-du-Rhone, and especially her vacation. Not for me, in this case, but for many people with whom I work. This greatly reduces my schedule and allows me to put some records straight.

Okay, so I'm back (all that was to arrive there). And I behind. Houlàààààà, I delayed and not laugh. Then catch history quick, I'll pass on the details and focus on the essentials.

Much, then, boils down to two things.

First: The evening of June, with Patrick Dupuis, bookstore almond Puteaux.
I've already said, Patrick is a highly sympathetic type. This is one of the founders of Quadrature , and as such, it is my publisher. It is also a story writer, published Wilquin Luce (his beautiful book called "cloudy to calm"). This means if the news in general, it is concerned and they're interested.
I told you so, Julie and Thomas, the "tenants" of the almond, are species of barjos, love what they do, super cute and super dynamic, which have neither time nor their passion.
So it was surprising that putting all these people there in the same bag, it does not have a great evening. And in fact, excellent, it was the evening.
The opportunity to meet people already glimpsed through the net, and faithful of the bookstore. Exchanges on literature in general, and particularly new. On the publishing side author editor and side. A few glasses of wine and bread rolls with olives, and bacon. Smiles and laughter. Arguments and explanations. Discussion a little shy, or significantly less. Patrick and I left at 21:30. There was still the world with Julie, who did not seem particularly eager to close shop. We really had a great time that evening, all together in Almond. To think back, to write this post, I am also resonate very sweet to the ears. And for being a little "pimp" in preparation for this evening, I had even more fun to live it. Allow people we love to meet and to please is always something valuable.


Second: the day Friday in Bourg Les Valence.
I do not even have words, because I do not know yet "for real" (although I did not have much doubt about the matter), but Martine Galati is astounding kindness. I was received with open arms. The library staff is as welcoming as possible to be, that is splendid library, the cook of the hotel is Brittany, daughter of Martine dream of a Gibson Les Paul and a Marshall (there is this in my living room compared to the man of the house that plays well the guitar) ... No but really, I felt like my home in Bourg les Valence!
Weekend of July 14 forces, there was not a crazy world to our little chat. But whatever, it has very spontaneous exchanges, where everyone participated. Perhaps it would have been less straightforward if there were more people. I do not know. In any case it was very nice like that. Rediscover your text through the comment that you made, especially when it is vibrant and pasted that it meant, emotions that we wanted to transmit, record chills ... really!
short, the day is spent at full speed. It was already tomorrow before I knew it! That's when we waited impatiently events: we do not see them go!


I explained to you some time ago I wrote to meet people, that's how I served, these days ...

One last thing. It seems that the book is approaching its 300th copy fired. Guillaume Musso that do not laugh: me, it delights me!

Oh no, actually it was not quite the thing. The last true is it

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some new (and not just me!)

So there. Yesterday, I strolled languidly on the web instead of going to bed. It's wrong, I know. Except that I came over here, through the links links links links:

http://www.encres-vagabondes.com/magazine/pingault.htm

And suddenly, I found it very well, obviously!


Otherwise, I'll say it again, but we need to know: Patrick Dupuis, Member of Quadrature (and as such, one of my editors - is class, not to say "MY publishers ", as if we had a great experience behind advertising?), and author himself, will dedicate the library almond PUTEAUX of June 17, from 17h to 20h. Vienda numerous meet an editor and author friendly talented, it's not every day that it is possible, I say.


And Re-if not, I will be for me to media Bourg les Valence July 10 to 15h . I am glad to point you can not even imagine. Thank you Martine for the invitation, and there too, Vienda!

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(article published in the "generalist", Journal of Francophone Belgian doctors, hence the title of this subtle ticket)

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Despite appearances ... When I

... This blog is not dying. Meuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh not, what you imagine it! Come on, it would be a strange idea, considering that spring back, the sun, and my little girl trying out carefully prepare its first steps, I am taken elsewhere on the internet. Do you!

short. I'm terribly
multi-task, you must know. But also extremely thoughtful, and I need to let time slip to his pace to run without him ever after.

So sometimes, I confess, I defer to the next day or the day after tomorrow (or the day after the day of ... In short, you get the idea now, right?). So much so that the days become weeks become months.

Anyway. I do not miss, hey, these days. He's too nice for screens (which today ...). It is more likely to cross the corner of a square of grass in the shade of a beautiful tree on the web. And that's just fine. There are times for everything.

The collection is well, thank you for it. Waiting for news of 2 or 3 tracks nice, I'll tell you.

Meanwhile, walk well, read well, write well, and long life rock'n'roll (do not look for deeper meaning in this concluding sentence, Has it not, because yes, I confess, I sometimes say nonsensical stuff. Amazing, no?)