The editorial of The tavern Montparno The bar was raided but he remains a stool. Caught between a young woman hanging on the phone, and two couples.
- Male one side of Blaye please.
- Mr. has found a place? Well done. It happens now!
Joker. I made a hook in his legs to an old gentleman, he must admit.
The conversation of a couple is very busy. Him, in his sixties has an air of wise teacher academy with his bald head and large glasses. Her thirties, short hair half a plunging neckline that highlights a very very white throat and buxom. I slumps in my chili con carne.
- Well you like it so when your book? 2013 ca te va?
- Yes, yes. That's good.
- We start as usual on 200 000?
- Yes, finally, let's say around 150 000 copies I think. This will be a tiny story.
- Good for this book I see something a little magical jewel coverage, something that thrills. You have desiderata for size or pagination?
- No, no. As usual.
- Ok! Well talk to me a little of the pitch. The book I want this to be a novel controlled. Something that has been used to see in you but with surprises anyway and that goes with certainty toward his goal. A novel controlled what! In its juice but a novel controlled. So what's the pitch?
- For now I have some items you know. I just made a little speech at Peter B three days ago. Very preliminary.
- Pierre B? It starts to get old one, but I admire him too. When you think that his first book came out in the sixties and he still sells as well ... So go ahead, tell me. You know I'm here and I'm like when you're with a man that is eaten with the eyes and which we know we'll make love later. I am hungry for this story! That has left a history between us and you do not tell anyone else.
- Actually I do not even history yet. This is a group of friends, men in fact, who meet annually in one place. It starts from there. The rest will come.
- You know me, it suits me, it excites me even, but I doubt that this is sufficient to G and O when I tell them.
- That's all I have for now. But you know it will come soon I'm going to start.
- I see a beautiful silver metal cover. Tell me you could dedicate these three novels?
- No problem happening to me.
- We cut back?
- With pleasure. On this last show at Lille was given a bottle of Sauternes amazing!
- It's crazy you know you've got intonations Petitrenaud to when you say that! I must take you in a little restaurant next door. Sublime. A few steps away. And no specialized discourse there. I hate that! It is in its own juice you shall give me news. In fact you're going to Lyon this year?
My other neighbor is my knee under the table while continuing to call. I do not think she looked at me once.
- Boy you give me the little brother please!
- A coast? Mr. likes beautiful things! Immediately!
