Pura pasión

Pura pasión

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  • Author:Annie Ernaux
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Summary

French novelist Annie Ernaux tells a story of love, longing, and sex in the sparse, elegant style that has won her international acclaim。 Simple Passion was the #1 national bestseller in France for over three months, and it was a celebrated scandal even in France's liberal society。

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Rach Arteta

El me había dicho: «No escribas un libro sobre mí»。 Pero no he escrito un libro sobre él, ni siquiera sobre mí。 Me he limitado a expresar con palabras —que sin duda él no leerá, ni le están dirigidas— lo que su existencia, por sí sola, me he dado。 Una especie de obsequio devuelto。

Mek

“I discovered what people are capable of, in other words, anything: sublime or deadly desires, lack of dignity, attitudes and beliefs I had found absurd in others until I myself turned to them” oh to submit yourself to passion

Vig Gleeson

No wonder she won the Nobel Prize in Literature Award。 I love how short this book is and I love being so intimately inside Annie Ernaux mind。

Kali Srikanth

"When I was a child, luxury was fur coats, evening dresses, and villas by the sea。 Later on, I thought it meant leading the life of an intellectual。 Now I feel that it is also being able to live out a passion for a man or a woman。"Simple Passion is a short novella-length memoir in which Annie Ernaux recalls a time when she was consumed by passion, describing a one-year affair she had as a young woman, with an older, married man with two kids from Eastern Europe, who was working in France tempora "When I was a child, luxury was fur coats, evening dresses, and villas by the sea。 Later on, I thought it meant leading the life of an intellectual。 Now I feel that it is also being able to live out a passion for a man or a woman。"Simple Passion is a short novella-length memoir in which Annie Ernaux recalls a time when she was consumed by passion, describing a one-year affair she had as a young woman, with an older, married man with two kids from Eastern Europe, who was working in France temporarily (We learn nothing of the man or how he feels about her or about their relationship (we only find that he liked Yves Saint-Laurent suits, Cerruti ties, and powerful cars。 He liked being told that he resembled Alain Delon。 He was not drawn to artistic or intellectual matters)。 She couldn't contact the man but waited every day by the phone for him to call and say he was coming over。 We only learn the all-consuming obsession she had at the time where nothing else really matters, even though she knows that the desires involve undeniable indignities and come to nothing over time。Yet, when I began to write, I wanted to stay in that age of passion, when all my actions- from the choice of a film to the selection of a lipstick- were channeled towards one person。 This is an intimate portrait of a woman in love。 Everything she does, everything she sees, everyone she talks with is related back to him。 She reads things he might be interested in; if she hears someone talk of a vacation she thinks ‘I’ll ask him if he’s been there。’ She dresses ‘just in case,’ and she looks at fashions in store windows daily, so he would see her each time in a different outfit。 A phone call brings dejection if it’s not him。 Everything else is simply filling time before their next meeting。 As far as she is concerned, she could only experience HIS presence or absence。Her focus is not on the details or moral drama of the affair, but the impact passion has upon an individual: “I do not wish to explain my passion – that would imply that it was a mistake or some disorder I need to justify – but simply to describe it。” At 76 pages, Simple Passion is just terrific, not a single word is wasted in this。 It has the weight of a novel, with every word so carefully chosen, with every deceptively simple sentence packing an unexpected punch。It’s a story of love/passion punctuated by the weight of insecurities, longing that never gets rewarded, and the crushing memories/loneliness that is meant to stay。 It’s the story of realization of the truth, the one that comes when you completely distance yourself from the events。"From the very beginning throughout the whole affair, I had the privilege of knowing what we all find out in the end: the man we love is a complete stranger。"HIGHLY RECOMMENDED 。。。more

Natalie Hyltse

Brief, but striking。 The mix of lyricism and prose is compelling and somehow raw, almost visceral。As in the case of Alice Munro, I have discovered a new favorite author because they won the Nobel prize。

s。penkevich

‘We were burning up a capital of desire。 What we gained in physical intensity we lost in time。’It is with a staggering brilliance and sublime prose that Annie Ernaux is able to turn on a firehose of passion into her short works, leaving the reader overcome with emotion and flipping pages with the same feverish intensity as Ernaux describes herself in her recollections of the past。 Simple Passion is a deceptively simple novel at 80pgs, but Ernaux manages to pack a seemingly endless flow of emotio ‘We were burning up a capital of desire。 What we gained in physical intensity we lost in time。’It is with a staggering brilliance and sublime prose that Annie Ernaux is able to turn on a firehose of passion into her short works, leaving the reader overcome with emotion and flipping pages with the same feverish intensity as Ernaux describes herself in her recollections of the past。 Simple Passion is a deceptively simple novel at 80pgs, but Ernaux manages to pack a seemingly endless flow of emotion into this story about an affair while also using it as a platform to discuss autobiographical fiction。 As always, Ernaux harnesses a directness with words that pulls a fierce sense of passion with them, beautiful translated into English here by Tanya Leslie。 ‘All I have done,’ she writes, ‘is translate into words…the way in which his existence has affected my life’ and she does so in a way that will certainly affect the reader and plant you directly into an understanding of her mind and manners during this period of time。 Quick, gorgeous, and bursting with Ernaux’s enthusiasm and insights, Simple Passion is another reminder that even winning the Nobel Prize might not be enough praise for what she deserves。‘[W]hen I began to write, I wanted to stay in that age of passion, when all my actions…were channeled towards one person。’It is a simple enough story, covering the year of an affair with a married man—a Russian diplomat working in Paris and bears a ‘slight resemblance’ to a young Alain Delon—and a few reflections after it comes to an end。 Yet, Ernaux manages to make it feel like it is a far reaching importance in a way that captures how this affair captured her entire being during the time。 She says about the duration of the affair that ‘quite often I felt I was living out this passion in the same way I would have written a book: the same determination to get every single scene right, the same minute attention to detail,’ which makes sense to then which to capture the story and retell it in a way she hopes that ‘these pages will always mean something to me, to others too maybe。’ As with many Ernaux books, she separates from the idea of being purely memoir and this book is categorized by the publisher as fiction, though for those who are interested, her real, unfiltered diary entries from the time of this affair are published as Getting Lost, which appeared in English translation earlier this year。‘I could experience only absence or presence。’One this that comes across clearly in her works is that she is someone that feels emotion with her whole heart, body and soul。 Simple Passion recounts, well, incredible passion and being ‘entirely at the mercy’ of these feelings。 This full-being intensity is reflected as well in The Possession where she is completely driven by her obsessions, though her it is with a former lover’s new partner (not the same affair though as in this book)。 ‘I do not wish to explain my passion,’ she tells us, ‘that would imply that it was a mistake or some disorder I need to justify—I just want to describe it。’ Of the time during the affair she tells us ‘I behaved in an artificial manner,’ and ‘the only actions involving willpower, desire, and what I take to be human intelligence。。。were all related to this man。’ Anything not directly part of her ‘growing obsession’ she sees as something that is merely ‘a means of filling in time between two meetings。’ Anyone who has felt the intensity of love, especially young love, will likely be stirred by these feelings no matter how seemingly foolish, just as she realizes in this time how empathetic and empowered she is by all the stories of other women so immersed in their obsessions of love。 She pushes aside anything that ‘prevented me from luxuriating in the sensations and fantasies of my own passion。’ In effect, he was her entire being during this period。 ‘I measured time differently, with all my body。’The book recounts her observations of herself during the time as well as those of him, though we actually learn very little about him and much more about how she felt because of him。 We know he is married, he likes to drink, he is only ever referred to as ‘A’, and that there is a bit of a language barrier, but for the latter she enjoys it as it gives her, upfront, ‘the privilege of knowing what we all find out in the end: the man we love is a complete stranger。’ I enjoy the way Ernaux describes how even things like a mark on the carpet from a food accident are pleasing because it is a reminder of time spent with him。 This is something most of us do, attach memories to mementos, and I find that eventually these objects become neither the object or the memory, but an interesting blend that is both but could no longer have meaning without the other。 Her method of detailing the emotional resonance from events gives a more heartfelt impact than if she had focused on detailing the events instead。During the later parts of the affair, we see Ernaux grappling with the knowledge of time passing, memories and feelings fading, and how we always try and inevitably fail to swim upstream。He leaves, inevitable, back for Russia and we find the the deluge of emotions has now dried up into a somber state of insomnia and lacking a sense of purpose。 Where once absence meant longing for the next meeting, now it merely means absence without a presence to come。 I found it particularly moving when she says that ‘the partly erased frescoes in Santa Croce moved me because of my story, which would come to resemble them one day—fading fragments in his memory and in mine。’ After a relationship ends sadly, often the idea that you’ll get over it is almost more painful, because at least you have the sadness attached to memories to keep you in that moment。 The fading seems like a betrayal。‘Living in passion or writing: in each case one’s perception of time is fundamentally different。’‘Throughout this period, all my thoughts and all my actions involved the repetition of history,' Ernaux writes, 'I wanted to turn the present back into the past, opening on to happiness。’ When revisiting places does not trigger this, she turns to writing, something that figures as a life saving or life giving action in many of her works。 This is also a favorite aspect of her books for me。 Simple Passion tackles head on her fears of ‘people’s judgment and the “normal” values of society’ that can occur after publication, which she mostly dismisses in many others。 But here she stresses over ‘having to answer questions such as “Is it an autobiography?” and having to justify this or that,’ and how this fear keeps many stories from people told。 This is territory I’ve found Jeanette Winterson handles with expertise, insisting that even the books delving deeply into biographical details are simply fiction and that ‘Autobiography is not important。 Authenticity is important。 The writer must fire herself through the text, be the molten stuff that welds together disparate elements。’ Ernaux reaches her own conclusion tha stories must be told and this idea which is highly indicative of her work:‘It occurred to me that writing should also aim for that—the impression conveyed by sexual intercourse, a feeling of anxiety and stupefaction, a suspension of moral judgment。’ So this is a great line, right? As time passes, she finds ‘the world is beginning to mean something again outside A’ but the pages of this book are a more permanent catalog of the passions and desires of their time together。 She says they last with more emotion than, say, a bathrobe he once used she would cling to even once his scent has left, and through her fiction she is hope able to even ‘save the bathrobe from oblivion。’ It is a beautiful sentiment。 What is interesting is that she says these are the fictional, polished accounts, but her writing manages to retain a rawness that strikes straight to the heart。‘It is a mistake therefore to compare someone writing about his own life to an exhibitionist, since the latter has only one desire: to show himself and to be seen at the same time。’Annie Ernaux is an absolute gem and I am once again blown away by how much power she can pack into these short snacks of remembrance。 In such a little space she packs a whole cosmos of feeling, from passion to pain, and bestows it so elegantly and bravely upon the reader。 While I found this one slightly less impactful than the previous ones I've read, Happening likely being the most, it was still a deeply emotive and moving experience。 Through her reflections, she is able to learn more about herself and she passes that along to us as a lesson as well。 Namely she learned people are capable of ‘ anything: sublime or deadly desires, lack of dignity, attitudes and beliefs I had found absurd in others until I myself turned to them,’ and that possibility is part of what makes fiction so essential。 But most importantly she learned that, to add to all her ideas of what the word luxury means ‘is also being able to live out a passion for a man or a woman。’ I’d like to add another meaning, and that luxury is being able to spend time in the brilliant mind of authors like Ernaux。4/5‘Now I was only time flowing through myself。’ 。。。more

L

This very short book is unlike anything I have read before。 No wonder she won the Nobel Prize。 Her ideas are unique and strange and thought provoking。

Elizabeth

“From the very beginning, and throughout the whole of our affair, I had the privilege of knowing what we all find out in the end: the man we love is a complete stranger” (25)。

Lausbiana

annie, estás loca (ily tía)

Melissa Chahin

4。5*

Seher Andaç

Gitti:“Şimdiyi, yeniden mutluluğa açık bir geçmiş olmaya zorlamak istiyordum。”“Zamanın beni artık hiçbir yere götürmeyeceği duygusu; beni sadece yaşlandırıyordu。”Tamamen gitti:“Zamanı tüm bedenimle bir başka türlü ölçtüm。”…Yazım tarzı bildik tüm türlere kafa tutar tarzda, yani cüretkar! Meydan okuyan ama bir o kadar da umursamaz: “Tutkumu izah etmek değil, sergilemek istiyorum”…Yaz be yaz, devam! Okurum:)

Conchi

Un libro en el que se habla como se vive una pasión en estado puro como su nombre indica con un final muy elegante 。 Digno de una premio Nobel。

Miguel Prieto Ortega

This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers。 To view it, click here。 No sé si es un uno o un dos pero me ha puesto nervioso。 Sin más。 ¿Qué quieres contarme? Aaaaaaaaa no entiendo!!!!!

JS Books

3。5

Alejandro

Hay algo de consultorio médico en las atmósferas de Ernaux。 Pareciera que ilustra sus pensamientos como si la vida del lector dependiera de ello。 No adorna el hecho de nuestra inminente muerte a causa del cancer, nos lo dice pronto y sin tapujos para hacer algo con los minutos restantes。 Es profesional。No hay lugar para llantos en su escritorio。 Pareciera que obedece aquella sentencia de Parra: “las estrellas no sirven para curar el cancer”。。。o, mejor aún, la de Auden : “no hacen falta las estre Hay algo de consultorio médico en las atmósferas de Ernaux。 Pareciera que ilustra sus pensamientos como si la vida del lector dependiera de ello。 No adorna el hecho de nuestra inminente muerte a causa del cancer, nos lo dice pronto y sin tapujos para hacer algo con los minutos restantes。 Es profesional。No hay lugar para llantos en su escritorio。 Pareciera que obedece aquella sentencia de Parra: “las estrellas no sirven para curar el cancer”。。。o, mejor aún, la de Auden : “no hacen falta las estrellas, apáguenlas todas”。 Sus renglones no son haikus。。。son algo así como una receta médica y nosotros el farmacéutico estupefacto ante la cantidad de veneno que su voz narrativa habrá de ingerir。 。。。more

Emmanuel Kostakis

Stripped down from social conformity Annie Ernaux gives us a concise meditation on obsession, desire and ego with bouts of erotism。 “All I have done is translate in to words the way in which his existence has affected my life”。 Ernaux claims that writing should aim for “the impression conveyed by sexual intercourse, a feeling of anxiety and stupefaction, a suspension of moral judgement”… I agree。

Karmen

2,5

Otilia Anghel

3,5*

Fataine

"Les fresques à demi effacées de Santa Croce me bouleversaient en raison de mon histoire qui deviendrait un jour comme elles, des lambeaux décolorés dans sa mémoire et dans la mienne"。 (p。 49)"Le temps de l'écriture n'a rien à voir avec celui de la passion"。 (p。 61) "Les fresques à demi effacées de Santa Croce me bouleversaient en raison de mon histoire qui deviendrait un jour comme elles, des lambeaux décolorés dans sa mémoire et dans la mienne"。 (p。 49)"Le temps de l'écriture n'a rien à voir avec celui de la passion"。 (p。 61) 。。。more

Salomé

"Il m'a semblé que l'écriture devrait tendre à cela, cette impression que provoque la scène de l'acte sexuel, cette angoisse et cette stupeur, une suspension du jugement moral。" "Il m'a semblé que l'écriture devrait tendre à cela, cette impression que provoque la scène de l'acte sexuel, cette angoisse et cette stupeur, une suspension du jugement moral。" 。。。more

Paola Moncada

-3。5-Hay algo que me gustó en la forma de escribir de la autora。 Además, es una lectura corta y siento que sirve mucho para conocer su estilo。

Katherine

Cuando era niña, para mí el lujo eran los abrigos de pieles, los vestidos de noche y las mansiones a orillas del mar。 Más adelante, creí que consistía en llevar una vida de intelectual。 Ahora me parece que consiste también en poder vivir una pasión por un hombre o una mujer。

Marcella

Ernaux can squash a lot of emotion into a very small package。

Antonio

Una mujer viuda tiene un romance con un hombre casado, que espera, espera y espera

Nida Yüksel

çok gerçek, çok açık ve maalesef çok tanıdık bir şeyler okudum。 kısa -50 sayfa- olmasına rağmen aralar verdim, düşündüm, hatırladım, belki biraz tetiklendim。 "dilini öğrenmek istedim。 içki içtiği bir bardağı yıkamadan kaldırıp sakladım。kopenhag'dan dönerken, onu bir daha göremeyeceksem uçağımın düşmesini diledim。。。。bunu 'hak etmiş' ya da 'hak etmemiş' olmasının kuşkusuz hiçbir önemi yok。 ve tüm bunların bana başka bir kadınmışım gibi yabancı gelmeye başlaması şunu hiç değiştirmiyor: onun sayesin çok gerçek, çok açık ve maalesef çok tanıdık bir şeyler okudum。 kısa -50 sayfa- olmasına rağmen aralar verdim, düşündüm, hatırladım, belki biraz tetiklendim。 "dilini öğrenmek istedim。 içki içtiği bir bardağı yıkamadan kaldırıp sakladım。kopenhag'dan dönerken, onu bir daha göremeyeceksem uçağımın düşmesini diledim。。。。bunu 'hak etmiş' ya da 'hak etmemiş' olmasının kuşkusuz hiçbir önemi yok。 ve tüm bunların bana başka bir kadınmışım gibi yabancı gelmeye başlaması şunu hiç değiştirmiyor: onun sayesinde, beni bu başka kadından ayıran sınıra, kimi zaman bu sınırı aşmayı düşünecek kadar yaklaştım。。。。insanın neler yapabileceğini, hem de her şeyi yapabileceğini keşfettim。 kendim de onlara başvurana kadar başkalarında çılgınca bulduğum yüce ya da ölümcül arzular, onursuzluk, inançlar ve davranışlar。 farkında olmadan, o beni dünyaya daha çok bağladı。" 。。。more

lukene

realmente leer a mujeres deskiciadas q expresan su pasión, sus deseos y sus pensamientos es de mis cosas favoritas pq yo tb soy una mujer deskiciada

Leany Ramírez

“Él me había dicho: «No escribas un libro sobre mí»。 Pero no he escrito un libro sobre él, ni siquiera sobre mí。 Me he limitado a expresar con palabras lo que su existencia, por sí sola, me ha dado”。Este libro ha removido muchas cosas en mí, y me ha hecho recordar muchas otras。Me atrevo a decir que muchas de nosotras hemos estado alguna vez, así como Annie, esperando a un hombre。

Araceli

¡Qué libro! Me encantó。 Ha movido distintos pensamientos y sentimientos en mí, preguntas que hacerme。 Pero, sobre todo el identificarte en obsesiones y actitudes no tan sanas, tóxicas clasificadas ahora, pero que en esta historia puedes llegar a ver cómo "normales" cuando se viven situaciones como la que nos cuenta la autora。 ¡Qué libro! Me encantó。 Ha movido distintos pensamientos y sentimientos en mí, preguntas que hacerme。 Pero, sobre todo el identificarte en obsesiones y actitudes no tan sanas, tóxicas clasificadas ahora, pero que en esta historia puedes llegar a ver cómo "normales" cuando se viven situaciones como la que nos cuenta la autora。 。。。more

mariona

« yo no era más que tiempo pasado a través de mi »« pensaba en las atenciones que él no creía necesario tener conmigo, pero, de inmediato: ‘Él me obsequia con su deseo’ »i més que no vull desvetllar … …… … ……。 quina escriptura tan maca x favor 💔

Mihaela

Autoarea are un talent deosebit la scris iar traducerea este impecabila dar cu toate acestea subiectele abordate mi s-au parut foarte personale si de interes doar pentru femei, nu prea vad un barbat sa citeasca aceasta carte。 Motivul acordarii premiului Nobel este "the courage and clinical acuity with which she uncovers the roots, estrangements, and collective restraints of personal memory"。 Am auzit laude despre cartea Les annes care urmeaza sa fie tradusa in colectia Anansi dar nu sunt decisa Autoarea are un talent deosebit la scris iar traducerea este impecabila dar cu toate acestea subiectele abordate mi s-au parut foarte personale si de interes doar pentru femei, nu prea vad un barbat sa citeasca aceasta carte。 Motivul acordarii premiului Nobel este "the courage and clinical acuity with which she uncovers the roots, estrangements, and collective restraints of personal memory"。 Am auzit laude despre cartea Les annes care urmeaza sa fie tradusa in colectia Anansi dar nu sunt decisa sa o citesc。 。。。more