Saturday, November 1, 2014

Bookish Halloween Costume

If you know me by now, you would know I am crazy passionate about author Amélie Nothomb. When I was invited to the Halloween party organized by my friends from the Lebanon Book Club around the themes of books, I knew I finally had a chance to walk her walk and talk her talk. In addition, I enjoyed designing the most important accessory in Amélie Nothomb's clothing; her hat.


Now Halloween themed costume parties are in my opinion the most successful ones. Combine that with books and you get one hell of a night! Thanks Simon and Katia for organizing this.


Check out the result and let me know what you think. My friends tend to think that I am starting to look like her in real life because I am that crazy about her. This is by far the best compliment I ever heard.
Other than that, here are some of the costumes that were worn on that night, hope this will inspire you for your next Halloween party.
Schehrezade, The last of the Mohicans, Samurai, The general from Anna Karenina, little red riding hood, a dress code in red and black in reference to "Le Rouge et le Noir" by Stendhal, The rabbit from Alice in Wonderland, Jane Austen or a Victorian Woman, A reader (no costume) etc.

Happy Halloween!


Cheers


 
With a reader, signing his book

With the latest Novel, Pétronille 

Just another one of those "Pause for the Camera moments"








Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Message to Story Tellers

Early in the morning, I was driving my car when this heavenly song was played on the radio. Nothing special so far right? You've heard it many times before. Except that you're a crazy book lover, it's autumn; "the season of soul" as Nietzsche calls it, and you have just met one of your most favorite authors of all times: The one and only "Rawi Hage". And suddenly the song has a personal meaning, and your day couldn't have started any better!


"Scientists are the best readers." Rawi Hage, personal communication


Rawi Hage wrote several books among which "Carnival", the book that has touched the deepest part in me. Picture this, me listening to the song and Rawi Hage popping to mind. In Arabic, "Rawi" is a name, and it also means story teller. His parents must have had a premonition or something! And this song is just everything I would have ever wanted to tell him and all the writers that make me love books so much. So here it goes:





I will soon post a new entry about my encounter with Rawi Hage. But for now, I just urge you to listen to Souad Massi's song "Raoui". The song comes with English translation for those who don't understand Arabic or Algerian dialect. Let me know if you've liked it and if it makes you think of any story teller in particular.



Cheers













Monday, October 20, 2014

Lebanese National Commission for UNESCO Reading Award 2015

Dear all,

Remember the reading competition I won last year? (Click Here if you don't) Well it's on again this year!!!




The Lebanese National Commission for UNESCO in Lebanon is organizing  a reading competition. If you've been reading for free, now you might get some money out of it! The prizes are 3,000,000 L.L. (2000 dollars), 2,250,000 L.L. and 1,500,000 L.L. For details, please see below. Briefly, you can participate if you are over 25 y. o. and are willing to read 5 books in 5 months and write a review for each.


Besides the obvious tempting financial rewards, there are many reasons why I think you should sign up to this competition.


1- You like to read and have been reading for ages and this is finally your chance at getting some recognition and appreciation for your passion.


2- Just another excuse to read five new books (as if you needed one).


3- To encourage other people around you to read and maybe participate with you in the competition.


4- To make a statement: Lebanese people read! Just look at how much participated in this competition alone.


And last but not least,


5- Because I won the first prize last year and there's no reason why you can't win it this year!!!









At the awards ceremony (I'm the girl in the middle, second row)




Lebanese National Commission for UNESCO Reading Award 2015



True to its mission to promote the culture of spreading knowledge, the Lebanese National ‎Commission for UNESCO launches the second edition of the annual national reading award, ‎aimed at promoting reading as a means for the construction of thought and the blossoming of the ‎human being, and therefore as an enabling factor for sustainable development.‎
Target Group:‎
Readers over 25 years old, not working in the publishing industry.‎
Conditions of Participation:‎
‎- A minimum of 5 books must be read.‎
‎- Minimum length of book is 125 pages.‎
‎- To be eligible, the selected books should not have been used by the applicant to write an ‎academic research study, a newspaper article, a report for a publishing house or to participate in ‎a cultural forum.‎
Submission Process:
Phase I from 10/10/2014 to 10/11/2014
‎
Registration at the Lebanese National Commission office (Hamra – Ministry of Culture Building – ‎‎1st floor)‎
Phase II from 16/03/2015 to 31/03/2015‎
Submission of a 500-word reflection paper for each book read during a specified period of time. ‎Applicants must avoid plagiarism.‎
Selection Process: from 13/04/2015 to 17/04/2015‎
The selection process is carried out by an assessment committee formed at the Lebanese ‎National Commission for UNESCO, and is made of two stages:‎
‎1. Screening and shortlisting of the candidates.‎
‎2. Oral interviews for the shortlisted candidates will be conducted to assess the quality of reading ‎and its influence on the reader’s thoughts and vision of the world. ‎
The announcement of the winners and the awards ceremony will take place under the ‎patronage of the Minister of Culture, in the framework of the national reading week, in the ‎end of April 2015.‎
Prizes:‎
‎1st Prize: 3.000.000 L.L.‎
‎2nd Prize: 2.250.000 L.L.‎
‎3rd Prize: 1.500.000 L.L.‎
Note: Cookbooks, poetry, astrology and religious books are not eligible.‎
For further information, kindly contact the Lebanese National Commission: 01-749105 ‎
‎(Mrs. Katia Ibrahim - Head Librarian and Activity Coordinator).

Good luck readers.




Cheers,




Isabelle




















Monday, October 6, 2014

The Proof of Honey - Salwa Al Neimi برهان العسل - سلوى النعيمي

"The Proof of Honey" is a controversial book, famous for being erotically bold. I wasn't at all attracted by this literary genre (Although I hate classifications in general), but I was definitely very intrigued after knowing that the author is a contemporary Arab WOMAN. The only Arabic book in this genre I had read before and absolutely hated and hated myself for reading it was "Meryl Streep can suit herself" by Rachid Al Daif. Just saying, I started reading "The proof of Honey" with a lot of apprehension.


Plot wise, the book is not complicated: From the beginning we discern that a nameless Arab female narrator is taking us readers on a journey through her sexual adventures. But statement wise: this is huge! Most people in our Arab societies are not ready for it yet. Girls having sex and admitting it openly is a serious crime. The minimal sentence for such act is mental lapidation.

From a literary point of view, the author has a an exquisite pen and I'll post below some of her quotes to let you judge yourselves.

The story was also very dynamic: We have anecdotes about the various lovers, snapshots of the narrator's life in Paris. We also plunge into her librarian work and the research she is entrusted with and which fits perfectly with the theme of the book because it deals with Arabic literature and sex. We also travel with her on a voyage, and get introduced to stories of her acquaintances. To sum up, one is not bored at all while reading this book.

Adding to all the above mentioned "signs of a successful book" as I like to call them, was the fact that the author quoted many authors/ poets/ religious personalities and brilliantly incorporated these historical flashback parentheses in her manuscript.

The cherry on top of the cake for me was the novelty of some of the ideas and the all over the place feminist statements of her very strong female narrator when she for example declares that:








The book was excellent in every sense of the term and I highly recommend it for curious readers. Let me however warn you that there are some pretty steamy and bold descriptions of the main character's sex encounters. I did not however find them disgusting like the ones in the other book I mentioned earlier. In any case, sensitive souls better abstain.

To wrap up, I just wanted to draw your attention to the fact that this book has earned its author name calling and other preposterous accusations, judgements as well as insults, only because the narrator is a girl. The reviewers judged the author and not the book or the story attacking her with all the hideous connotations just because the narrator has a lifestyle that doesn't fit to the reviewers' standards (Reference available upon request). These same double standard reviewers never attacked just to give an example Rachid Al Daif's book even though the narrator's name was Rachoud. They did not confuse for some reason the author with the narrator. Also it seems that men are entitled to write and live as they please while women are to be figuratively damned for it. What a shameful and sick mentality! But what reason do we need more to read the book and praise it and piss them off?

Yours Truly,

Isabelle


















Friday, September 26, 2014

My Epistolar Traces

If you know me, or have read the blog, you would know by now my obsession about this Belgian author who answers to the name of "Amélie Nothomb".
(But please feel free to click here if you have no idea what I am talking about)



The other day, I stumbled on a letter I wrote to lady Nothomb on the 17th of January, 2010.  I couldn't help but read it of course, and it plunged me in the same emotional state that I was in when I first wrote those words to her. I also remembered how magical writing letters to each other is, and how very few people in Lebanon still do it. Most importantly, I realized all of sudden that aside from my reviews on the blog, I have almost no writings of my own, except for the letters I exchange with my friends and loved ones.


I have decided to share with you this personal letter (written in French) in an attempt to preserve the few witnesses of my pen traces and to urge you to write to each others as if mailing was the only means of communication known in your time. The world's greatest writers, poets and even scientists and rulers did it so why wouldn't you? Check it out yourself if you don't believe me by following this link.


And now for my letter:




"                                                                                                                                         Le 17-01-2010


Chère Amélie,
J'aimerai sincèrement saluer votre courage et vous remercier d'être venue au Liban quelques mois après une guerre très marquée encore dans nos esprits à tous. Je vous remercie également de m’avoir retourné la photo ; j’y tenais vraiment beaucoup.
 


Le courrier comme vous l’avez indiqué est une jolie façon de se rencontrer. En tant que lectrice fidèle, je me considère très chanceuse de pouvoir vous écrire et vous lire en privé ; vous mon auteure préférée dont les œuvres m’ont transformé en lectrice. J’ai l’impression de me répéter encore dans cette lettre mais je ne peux pas m’empêcher de vous déclarer mon estime et admiration à chaque occasion qui s’offre. Autant c’est un plaisir de vous écrire, autant c’était un plaisir d’avoir lu vos mots doux. J’ai été très touchée par votre lettre et surprise que vous vous intéressiez à moi, à savoir ce que je fais en ce moment. Et bien, je galère un peu comme tout le monde pour commencer une thèse mais je suis optimiste et je travaille beaucoup afin de mener à terme ce projet, donc tout devrait bientôt s’arranger.

Sinon, j’ai fait la connaissance de plusieurs personnes admirables sur le forum actif qui vous est consacré, et de fortes amitiés sont nées entre nous : ma vie est plus joyeuse depuis.


Enfin chère Amélie, je tenais à vous dire que je vous écrirai régulièrement une (peut-être deux) lettre(s) par an tant que vous le permettez. Nous sommes très nombreux à vous écrire et je ne souhaite vraiment pas vous épuiser ni abuser de votre gentillesse. Même si je ne vous écrirai pas souvent, sachez bien que je penserai souvent à vous : vous faites vraiment partie des personnes les plus importantes, influeçantes et présentes dans ma vie.
Bonne année et à l’année prochaine

Votre disciple Isabelle

P.S. Eh oui je dis bien disciple, quelques amis et moi étions vraiment surpris d’apprendre que nous étions des disciples, voir même une secte !!! Mais nous nous sommes tous mis d’accord : quand vous (que votre nom soit loué) auriez décidé de la fin de notre monde, nous nous jetterons tous dans une mare de carpes – ou si nécessaire dans un aquarium rempli de poissons rouges.




P.S.2 Mes tantes aux États-Unis à qui j’ai offert « Stupeur et tremblements » et « Ni d’Ève ni d’Adam »  pour Noël vous saluent beaucoup aussi. »  



If you're reading this post, I would really love to have more interaction with you. So let me know if you have ever written to authors you like or if you consider it. It would also be great to discover what you think of epistolary relationships.

Cheers






Poems are the Perfect Gifts

Birthday presents are truly about the thought one puts in. After much thought, I decided to dedicate a poem for my mother on her birthday. I meticulously searched for the words that best fit my feelings towards her and jubilated to know she truly loved what I had picked for her. Of course this was only part of my gift to her, but I truly felt she was moved by this initiative more than anything else. This is to share with you the poem I had picked for her, and the idea of dedicating poems to our loved ones instead of always going for the happy birthday wishes found on birthday cards.





My family reunited to celebrate Mom's birthday. My bro Maurice was not with us unfortunately :(



"Unfolded out of the Folds" by Walt Whitman (from Leaves of Grass, 1860)


UNFOLDED out of the folds of the woman, man comes unfolded, and is always to come unfolded;

Unfolded only out of the superbest woman of the earth, is to come the superbest man of the earth;

Unfolded out of the friendliest woman, is to come the friendliest man;

Unfolded only out of the perfect body of a woman, can a man be formed of perfect body;

Unfolded only out of the inimitable poem of the woman, can come the poems of man—only thence have my poems come
Unfolded out of the strong and arrogant woman I love, only thence can appear the strong and arrogant man I love;

Unfolded by brawny embraces from the well-muscled woman I love, only thence come the brawny embraces of the man;

Unfolded out of the folds of the woman’s brain, come all the folds of the man’s brain, duly obedient;

Unfolded out of the justice of the woman, all justice is unfolded;

Unfolded out of the sympathy of the woman is all sympathy:
A man is a great thing upon the earth, and through eternity—but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman,
First the man is shaped in the woman, he can then be shaped in himself.



Does the poem stand up to your expectations? Will you now consider going on a poem hunt for the special ones in your lives? Or have you ever done it before? So many questions on my mind, and if you feel like sharing, please don't hesitate to comment.

Cheers








Saturday, August 16, 2014

Le Quatrième Mur by Sorj Chalandon

I have wanted to read this book since the "salon du livre francophone de Beyrouth" took place.


I had many magical encounters during this year's salon du livre, the most marking one being that with Sorj Chalandon when interviewed about this book, his latest. The plot instantly struck me with its ingenuity: During the Lebanese civil war, Sam, a Jewish Greek revolutionary and theater lover living in France, decides to mount the play "Antigone" by Anouilh in the heart of tormented Beirut. And if that wasn't challenging enough for him, he wanted the actors to be from the different confessions that are at war. The idea seems crazy, but he sees in it a hope to unite the Lebanese people that are literally killing each other. To have the shooting cease for one or two hours, is Sam's life dream. Unfortunately, he falls ill and finds himself unable to leave the hospital bed so he entrusts the mission to his friend Georges.

 With Sorj Chalandon at the salon du livre francophone de Beirut - 2013



The book naturally was a success and was awarded both the prix Goncourt le choix de l'Orient and the prix Goncourt le choix des lycéens. Altogether, everything made me want to read the book, but I didn't buy it for it was too expensive for me. Chit-chatting with my friends, I mentioned both the salon du livre and "Le quatrième mur". Few months later, my generous friend Mohammad, surprised me with the book for my birthday. So this review is for him.


To start, the title itself is extremely beautiful and successfully incorporated in the story (at least twice). The first time, the author explains that the quatrième mur is an imaginary wall that the actors draw between them and the audience, to stay in the play. The second time, is at the very end of the book and I can't spoil it for you but I can only say Bravo! I also thought of the title when they chose to mount the play in a bombarded theater that looked like a roman open air hippodrome because it has only 3 walls left.

The style of writing was very peculiar and consisted mostly of short sentences (some were really short!) mimicking to a great extent the way Sorj Chalandon naturally speaks in real life. It wasn't what I look for usually in books but it was very amusing.


What I loved in the book was that the author chose to mount Antigone by Anouilh not that of Sophocles for several reasons:
The first and least important, is that it would be more complicated to mount a play that includes Gods in a country killing for religion.
Second, the author and Sam think that Antigone of Anouilh is revolutionary and that Antigone of Sophocles is just fulfilling male indicted wills.
And last but not least, the fact that Antigone of Anouilh was mounted during Nazi occupation of Paris with the guards wearing Gestapo like clothes. How did the Nazis accept? Well they were happy because Antigone dies, thinking that the resistance dies and that they win so it's only normal for the guards who kill Antigone, the winning team to be Nazis. Then why did the French accept? Because they thought that the resistance triumphed through Antigone's death which lead to the death of the king's son and his wife's suicide leaving him alone with his guards waiting a death that was not far (all his glory was destroyed when he faced the resistance)


Now the fun part was how Sorj Chaldandon casted a Chirstian, a Palestinian girl, a Druze and a couple of Shiites and other Lebanese minorities to play Antigone, her fiancé, the king, the guards and other characters ... Can you guess which confession was playing which character? It was also very interesting to learn how each confession interpreted Antigone. I have always thought of Antigone the way the Phalangist character in the play did, meaning that her death could have been avoided and that her stubbornness killed her and that she didn't achieve anything. But after I learned about the Anouilh historical anecdote, I cannot but admit how mistaken I was and that I now totally agree on Antigone from the point of view of the Palestinian protagonist: Antigone is the resistance, and the resistance shall overcome and win.


The best part by far was the ending where the book became a play, in form and in content. (Enough said, read it).




However, there were parts that I hated in the book, mostly Georges. I didn't like him because of the violence he is involved in (Jussieu, where I went for university studies was however mentioned in some of those violent events so yaaaay??!!). I was also repulsed by what he did to the Phalangist because it didn't make sense at all to me, it was another one of those everybody in the war is a criminal but let's just punish the phalangists only.
On a personal deeper interpretation, I thought Gorges and Sorj (notice the name play) were very close, but that there was a part of Sam in Sorj too, the part that is more mature and most importantly more compassionate, and it made me happy.





Other little things that bothered me were that although Sorj was very familiar with Lebnon having covered up the war in 82), he missed a couple of things in the book: for example I am not sure the Druze wear the clothes he described. The name Nakad is never a first name in Lebanon because it means nagging (kind of), but it is a common druze Family name, so maybe it was used on purpose. The same goes for the name of the Shiite Imam, the name sounds Arabic, but it's not. I also noted some mistakes here and there: the tour name misspelled, a period missing etc. which is a shame for such a prestigious publishing house.


Let me know what you think of the review
Share your comments and have a great day
Cheers