The man in a white coat is looking closely at the low-res images on a screen, that is neither huge nor flat. In today’s world of smartphones and tablets, our man of science is tapping away on ... [+]
He walked along under a harsh sun that crushed him with its powerful fist. From time to time, a strong burning gust made him stagger. Far off, little clouds followed each other in close single ... [+]
Since September, every 07.23 has been the same. First, the dull sound of an engine, then the headlights piercing the dark. The bus slows, then stops. The doors open in front of ... [+]
Old Shanghai was dying, it was losing between three and six streets a day. The modern city was strangling and stifling it among its skyscrapers. Soon, in a few years at the very most, it would ... [+]
A sharp, piercing sound reached his ears. It was a continuous beep, a stabbing sound that took up all the space in his brain.
There was a flash of white light.
“Good morning,” said a ... [+]
I don’t want to boast, but I’ve just pulled off a real masterstroke. At the age of seventy-five, I have become the unrivalled outrageous old lady of Moussy-lès-Limas. I live in this peaceful ... [+]
Eight o’clock. The alarm clock rings. Dishevelled and already very irritated, I look daggers at it. It keeps ringing. It’s provoking me, it turns up the volume. I go mad! I smash it right in ... [+]
I have few certainties in my life. For example, knowing where I come from, where I’m going, how Nutella is made, if Marc Levy is really a writer or an impostor… Really, I know none of those ... [+]
In response to your previous missives pointing out (and with what style!) my inability to feed my family, and giving way to powerful poetic impulses, I am tempted to ... [+]
Like I do every morning, after a quick shower and a long coffee, I have settled down at my computer. This is the control station from where I can manage everything, staying nice and warm without ... [+]
It’s not complicated, it always happens in exactly the same way. We’re in a restaurant with a few good friends. As usual, we’ve had the fillet of duck breast in chestnut honey with new ... [+]
“I’m telling you, he’s not snoring anymore!”
“But Jacqueline, that doesn’t mean he’s dead!”
Around Mr Albert’s bed, Jacqueline had gathered her friends, all fellow ... [+]