Thursday, 31 July 2014

Clandestine life is so difficult... Excerpt of "Canal-Bridge" FREE from July 29 to August 2

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Suddenly, there was nobody. Just the sound of the fountain. He turned back. The place was empty, but a slight trace of blood appeared on his neck.
He began to tremble. What was this accusation? He had not raped or killed anyone except in dreams …
He was scared now.
He entered the castle courtyard. Again he looked towards the Pyrenees. The sun was shining and it was quite warm. He stopped along a wall, dropped his backpack, opened it, took off his jacket and stuffed it in his bag. He checked his money was in the bottom of his bag in a hidden pocket and not accessible from outside. Clandestine life is so difficult. Sometimes it was hard to understand that he had never been arrested. He took precautions but was the French police really so inefficient?
He looked back several times. Everything worried him now. How had Marika found him? Had he thrown himself into the lion's den? All this seemed very odd to him. The sun was beating down now. The cut on his neck wasn't flowing anymore. Soon it would be just a bad memory. The accusation of Marika, the abrupt way she had gripped his neck, which had first brought him the beginning of an erection, quickly disappeared, this blend of affection and aggression disturbed him.
The newspaper article vaguely addressed sex games and rape gone wrong, hard drugs, trafficking. In what way was he related to that? He hadn’t killed anyone. But why did he have his hands covered in blood when he returned to Paris on Friday 1st October 1993 in the daytime? Maybe Marika had murdered her sister because of jealousy and removed the body? But the journalist had also written about a witness who had recently informed the police after twenty years of silence. 


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Tuesday, 29 July 2014

Quand on rencontre un Korrigan... ou l'Ankou ... en mémoire de Rip Van Winkle et en hommage à Washington Irving

Comme c'était mon anniversaire, aujourd'hui / et mon 64ème anniversaire me semblait très important, me souvenant de John Lennon par exemple, avec son fameux «M’aimeras-tu encore quand j’aurai soixante-quatre ans". Donc, avec toutes ces choses dans ma tête, je me suis levé ce matin-là en pensant  au fait que je suis maintenant assez vieux avec mes 64 années gaspillées probablement depuis ma naissance, mais je nie ce fait... Après le petit déjeuner avec ma bien-aimée, j'ai décidé de prendre mes bâtons de marche nordique et de marcher en style nordique depuis ma maison de Pont-Toulhouat jusqu'au Calvaire de Bonigeard, et tant qu’à faire, pourquoi ne pas pousser jusqu’aux Roches du Diable qui sont tout près de ma maison. Ce que je ne savais pas, c'est que d'étranges créatures avaient décidé de me jouer des tours.
Le petit déjeuner avait été très bon. Comme d'habitude, du café du Pérou, du pain fait maison, de la confiture faite par ma belle-mère hongroise (confiture de cerises griottes et de pêche ) + fromage (le genre Breton) + quelques Pruneaux d'Agen et il était temps pour moi de quitter ma belle maison pour faire mon jogging quotidien en style marche nordique sur la piste des "Roches du Diable" en passant par le " Calvaire de Bonigeard ".
Je ne savais pas à ce moment qu’un Korrigan (ou une autre créature) avait déjà décidé de me jouer des tours. Ainsi, autour de 10 heures du matin j'ai quitté ma maison, pris mes bâtons de marche nordique et je me suis dirigé vers le Calvaire de Bonigeard.

Au début, tout était parfait. Beau temps et ensoleillé, température ok, autour de 25 ° C, pas de problème du tout. En arrivant au Calvaire de Bonigeard, à 2 km de la maison, j'ai décidé de prendre un chemin de traverse et de me diriger vers les Roches du Diable par un autre parcours. Mon Dieu! Après 400 mètres, j'étais tout à coup le long d'un champ de maïs et une voiture était garée le long du sentier. Quelque chose comme un pick up, style Toyota et je n'aurais pas été surpris d'entendre tout à coup deux gars jouer du banjo et de la guitare.
Un petit gars était sur le terrain en train de travailler sur ce qui me semblait une sorte de jardin. Je me suis immédiatement arrêté et j’ai entamé une conversation de criconstance avec lui. Je n'avais pas remarqué que quelque chose était soudainement très étrange. J'avais d'abord pensé qu'il était sur ses genoux pour travailler sur le terrain. Ensuite, j'ai réalisé qu'il était assez petit. J'ai dit salut! Il m'a salué  aussi et nous avons discuté et bavardé au sujet de la météo, du réchauffement climatique, de MH17 et comment il était difficile maintenant de gagner sa vie. Il m'a dit qu'il vivait dans la ferme juste à côté et nous nous sommes quittés.
Soudain, je me suis senti très étrange, très bizarre, comme si quelque chose de surnaturel m’était arrivé. Je me suis rendu compte qu'il n'y avait pas de ferme du tout dans les environs. Mais qu'était donc ce petit bonhomme?
J'ai continué à marcher, environ 200 mètres, il commençait à faire très chaud. J'ai oublié de vous dire quelque chose. Quand je discutais avec le petit gars, une voiture passa sur la route, quelqu'un du village le plus proche sans doute, et la conductrice, une très jolie femme, m’a regardé comme si j'étais  fou, parlant seul ou avec le vent et le maïs.

Soudain, je ne sus plus où j'étais ni quelle heure il était. J'ai regardé mon BlackBerry et ... il ne fonctionnait plus. Mon Dieu! Je me suis dit! Quel gâchis! J'ai oublié de vous dire qu’inhabituellement j'avais quitté ma maison bien-aimée seulement avec mon BlackBerry et tout à coup il ne fonctionnait pas. Je n'avais pas de cartes, je n'avais pas de boussole et comme je vous l'ai dit juste avant, je ne savais plus où j'étais. J'ai continué à marcher parce que je ne pouvais pas imaginer de revenir sur mes pas. Je suis passé par des lieux étranges. Je ne pouvais pas me rappeler où j'étais et en fait, c’était très proche de mon domicile. Tout semblait étrange. curieux. J'ai essayé de nouveau de vérifier si mon BBerry fonctionnait, mais pas moyen, rien ne marchait. C'était très surprenant pour moi parce que ce matin, je l’avais rechargé et il fonctionnait très bien ... jusqu'à ce que je rencontre le petit gars étrange sur le champ de maïs. J'étais soudain anxieux, ne sachant pas exactement où j'étais, pas de GPS, pas de carte, pas de maisons. Je suis passé par un petit bois. Des bruits étranges encore, des oiseaux et toutes sortes d'animaux que je ne reconnaissais pas.
Soudain, j'ai vu un panneau routier avec Boblaye écrit dessus et un autre juste après où il était écrit "Roches du Diable". Donc, je n'étais pas totalement perdu. Les Roches du Diable, ça me semblait une bonne direction. Comme j’étais totalement perdu, sans doute qu'aller en enfer était la meilleure chose à faire pour m’en sortir. Et j'avais raison. Encore 100 mètres et j'ai pu voir un autre panneau "Kerbreton" et Calvaire de Bonigeard, 2 kms. Ouf! Je n'étais plus perdu. Ouf! Je ne sais pas ce qui s'était passé, mais je n'ai pas essayé de vérifier si le petit bonhomme sur le champ de maïs était une personne humaine, un Korrigan ou le diable lui-même qu'ils appellent Ankou ici. J'ai vérifié à nouveau mon BlackBerry. Tout était parfait. J'ai appelé mon épouse et lui ai dit que je rentrais.
J'ai décidé de retourner à la maison et de passer le reste de la journée à parler avec ma bien-aimée.
Juste un conseil, si vous rencontrez un petit gars sur un champ de maïs lors de vos promenades dans la campagne bretonne, ne jouez pas à Rip Van Winkle, ne lui parlez pas et ignorez le, parce que les Korrigans sont très facétieux et parfois ce n'est pas un Korrigan que vous rencontrez mais le diable en personne, l’Ankou comme on l'appelle ici.

Je vous souhaite une bonne journée!

Monday, 28 July 2014

FREE FROM JULY 29 TILL AUGUST 2 I will pursue you until death and beyond! Excerpt of "Canal Bridge"

...The three protagonists had disappeared and the hotel where they had stayed the night of September 30 – October 1 1993 couldn’t provide any police record, which wasn’t exactly surprising.
The church didn’t bring him the serenity he desired and he continued on his way to the castle. He passed a few restaurants. He was hungry now. But it was too early probably. He could wait. Place de la Deportation, a small fountain caught his attention. He sat on a bench facing the Pyrenees. The mountains were beautiful. He should retire there. An exceptional light came through the clouds on the highest peaks. The intuition of a presence made him turn around, but no, there was nothing, no one. The sound of the water fountain gave him a sense of peace. At that moment, he felt an arm encircle his neck, a mouth close to his ear as if to embrace and a knife against his throat. He was petrified. For others, it was more like a lover game than an attempted assault. He felt blonde curls fall in front of his eyes. Which one was it? Her voice gently:
« You've fucked my dear sister, and then you killed her and threw her into the river like a beast. I will pursue you until death and beyond! »
Suddenly, there was nobody. Just the sound of the fountain. He turned back. The place was empty, but a slight trace of blood appeared on his neck.
He began to tremble. What was this accusation? He had not raped or killed anyone except in dreams …
He was scared now...



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Thursday, 24 July 2014

You took advantage of your position to send her to the Laogai! ... GAME OVER... an excerpt

Guan Kai paces in front of the Yuan Min Yuan, the Palace of Palaces, the little gem destroyed by French soldiers nearly a century ago. He has been expecting Mona for at least half an hour. He is not impatient. He's used to it. Since working with her, he knows that punctuality is not her first quality. He came by bus to be as unobtrusive as possible. He has many things to say to Huang Yinghua. There are merchants outside the palace. He has already bought his ticket. A taxi arrives. He stops a little further on. That must be her. Yes that's right. She leaves the taxi but she is not alone. She's crazy. Erwan’s children are with her. He's upset! She sees him and waves. He approaches and smiles at the children. He keeps a straight face but he is angry inside. The children spontaneously recognize him and come to embrace him.
"Yinghua, I have got to talk about serious things. Why did you bring these children with you?"
"Think Guan Kai! These children are a wonderful cover for a discreet rendezvous. We are just a couple helping their foreign friends, taking their children on a tour of the Yuan Min Yuan to show them an example of western hypocrisy."
She smiles and adds:
"And they do not know enough Chinese to understand the things we'll talk about. Then you'll see they are great. I tell you, the perfect cover! Just forget that you understand French, because you're officially my driver and assistant."
He says to himself he is too straight, too serious and lacks imagination. But of course it's a good justification. And since it is private, they have not taken the official car which simplifies any criticism."
"Well, again Mona, this is not all, I have to buy tickets."
Speaking French, she addresses the two children. They are overexcited.
"Stay with Uncle Guan, I'll buy the tickets."
Loïc and Lorraine come straightaway to take Guan Kai’s hand. The scene is quite comical and attracts a few curious onlookers. Many people take pictures. An older woman asks Guan Kai to take a picture of her with the little foreigners. Not very calm all this, but so friendly, showing friendship with young foreigners, in short, right in the official propaganda. Mona is back with the tickets and they enter the palace. They stroll. Loïc and Lorraine run before them. They marvel at what they see. Occasionally Mona gives an explanation. 
“Huang Yinghua, your uncle has asked that I inform you of several things. And he asked me to do so discreetly. These are serious matters."
Mona looks at him from time to time. He keeps a straight face and is very pleasant with the children but she feels that it is serious.
"Well go ahead, Guan Kai! What's going on?"
Guan Kai is unclear where to start. There are so many things to say.
"There is the question of adoption of this child by your friends! It is not easy. Lao Huang has used his influence to speed things up, but there is resistance. The two notaries in charge of the case are showing very ill will and we cannot ignore their advice. So it will hang for a while."
Mona looks. He looks so serious and he is so devoted to her:
"Yes, that's normal. I knew it would be difficult and it would take time. But the child, Emilie is with them and that's the point. As they are not leaving China, there are no problems. Cécile has a long term contract with Editions and Erwan works for us."
Guan Kai continues:
"There are many critics in the Police. The events of last year have allowed ex-Red Guards to come back, supporters of the left line. They criticize your uncle and how he manages the tracking of dissent. Even if you are undercover, there are rumors about you too."
"What kind of rumor?"
That's hard to say, but for example, the story of this girl, Cao Yu, the former Wang Jun girlfriend, things are not kept secret. It is said that you took advantage of your position to send her to the Laogai!"
Mona is stunned. How can they know these things? Guan Kai continues:
"The rumors are so obvious that Frederic Rochester learned of some things when he went to Lanzhou! He met Cao Yu! Okay, no problem. But he knows!"
"Ah, I begin to understand his comments about the ethical problem!"
“The problem is being solved. We had contact with the Iron Tiger and Cao Yu will soon be transferred to Chongqing, getting her out of the Laogai, which is better for everyone because she should never have gone in!"
Mona feels bad. As if all the arrangements she has made were not working! And this story of Cao Yu! How could they rely on Wang Jun, the idiot? She even married him. Guan Kai continues:
 "With the people we trust, we managed to control everything! We have spread counter-rumor! Regarding the Cao Yu case we have accused Wang Jun. Unofficially, he has manipulated you. The meeting with Du Jiansen and your uncle never existed. Moreover there are no minutes. Wang Jun was a secret agent who had coverage as a traffic cop. But everything is complicated. So we’re trying not to rock the boat. And hope that nothing unusual happens. Otherwise, everything could go wrong. Everything is related in fact."
Mona feels increasingly bad. She wants something else, a normal life. And yet every night she finds Wang Jun. She sleeps with him. She's had enough. Guan Kai has not finished. He comforts her somehow. He is so balanced, so hard. She knows she can rely on him.

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Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Meeting a Korrigan ... or the Ankou

As it was my birthday, today/ and my 64th birthday seemed to me quite important, remembering John Lennon for instance with his famous "Will you still love me when I am sixty four". So, with all those things in my head I got up this morning thinking in fact to the fact I am now quite old with my sixty-four years wasted probably since my birth, but pretending I am not. After breakfast with my beloved Katalin, I decided to take my poles and to have a Nordic Walk from my home to the Bonigeard Calvary and why not to have a small visit to the Devil's Rocks close to my home. What I didn't know was that some strange creatures decided to play tricks with me. 
Breakfast was very good. As usual, coffee from Peru, homemade bread, jam provided by my mother in law from Hungary (sour cherries jam and peach one) + cottage cheese (the Breton kind) + some Pruneaux d'Agen and then it was time for me to leave my lovely house to have my daily run on the trail to the "Devil's Rocks" through the "Bonigeard Calvary".
I didn't know at this moment that a Korrigan (or another creature) had already decided to play tricks. So, around 10 in the morning I left my home, took my Nordic walk poles and headed to the Bonigeard Calvary
At the beginning, everything was perfect. Fine and sunny weather, temperature ok, around 25°C, no problem at all. Arriving at Bonigeard Calvary, 2 kms far from home, I decided to take another way and to head to the Devil's Rocks through an alternative way. My! After 400 meters I was suddenly along a corn field an a car was parked along the trail. Something like a pick up, Toyota kind and I would have not be surprised to hear suddenly two guy playing banjo and guitar. 
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A small guy was on the field working on what seemed to me kind of garden. I immediately stopped and had a small talk with him. I didn't notice that something was very strange. I thought first he was on his knees to work on the field. After I realized he was quite small. I said hi! He said hi too and we discussed and chatted about the weather, global warming, MH17 and how it was difficult now to earn your own money. He told me he was living in the farm just beside and we quitted each other. 
Suddenly I felt very strange as if something odd had happened to me. And there was no farm at all. Who or what was this small guy?
I continued to walk, around 200 meters, it was becoming very hot. I have forgotten to tell you something. When I was discussing with the small guy, a car passed on the road, somebody from the closest village probably, and the driver, a very pretty woman, watched me as I was somebody crazy, speaking alone or with the wind and the corn on the field.
Suddenly I didn't know where I was and what time it was. I watched my BBerry and... it was not working anymore. My! I told myself! What a mess! I have forgotten to tell you that unusally I left my beloved home only with my BBerry and suddenly it was not working. I had no maps, I had no compass and as I told you just before I didn't know anymore where I was. I continued to walk because I couldn't imagine coming back. I went through strange places. I couldn't remember where I was and in fact it was very close to my living place.Everybody seemed strange. I tried again to check my BBerry, but no way it didn't work anymore. It was very surprising for me because this morning I reloaded it and it was working very well... till I met the strange small guy on the corn field. I was suddenly anxious, not knowing exactly where I was, no GPS, no map,  no houses. I went through a small wood. Strange noises again, birds and all kind of animals.
Suddenly I saw a road panel with Boblaye written on it and just after another one "Devil's rocks". So, I was not totally lost. The devil's rock seemed to me a good direction. As I was totally lost, probably going to hell was the best thing in life to do. AND I WAS RIGHT. Still 100 meters and I could see another panel "Kerbreton" and Bonigeard Calvary 2 kms. Whew! I wasn't lost anymore. Whew! I didn't know what happened but I didn't try to check if the small guy on the corn field was a human person, a Korrigan or the devil himself they call Ankou here. I checked my BBerry again. Everything was perfect. I called my spouse and told her that I was just coming back. 
I just decided to go back home and to spend the rest of the day speaking with my beloved Katalin. 
Just and advice, if you meet a small guy on a corn field when having a walk in the Breton countryside, don't play Rip Van Winkle, don't speak to him and ignore him, because Korrigans are very tricky and sometimes it's not a Korrigan you meet but the real Devil, Ankou as they call him here. 
Have a good day guys!

Tuesday, 1 July 2014

You know Lanzhou, Mona? ... Excerpt of GAME OVER

"Sit down; you'll have a drink with us! We were just discussing our respective trips, Erwan and me, Kunming and Lanzhou."
Mona and Wang Jun settle. The waitress comes. Erwan looks at his watch:
"Eight hours! I won’t stay much longer. I must go home."
Mona orders some tea and Wang Jun a beer. Erwan realizes he’s beginning to change, drinking beer! He’s influenced him. Mona seems surprised but says nothing. Rochester jokes:
“Aha! I see that Erwan has educated you, Wang Jun! This journey to Kunming was fruitful!"
Wang Jun smiles and answers in broken French:
"Yes, well! Erwan very nice to me! We saw many interesting things."
Mona interrupts and addresses Rochester:
"And your trip to Lanzhou? Was it interesting? And successful?"
Rochester pouts:
"Yeah! The agreement we’ve signed deals with several million dollars including an investment from my contractors and my ..."
He suddenly stops and then resumes quietly:
"And of course a few commissions and gifts, but it’s only normal. There’s also the ethical side that I haven’t been able to solve!"
Mona fades, but she recovers quickly. Rochester notes the discreet color change, Erwan too.
"You know Lanzhou, Mona? Have you ever been? He asks.
Mona responds quickly.
"I went there for my PhD. My supervisor wanted me to meet Municipality officials."
Erwan wants to ask her the theme of her doctorate. But he doesn’t have the opportunity. A small voice calls out:
"Dad, Mom asks if you’re staying here and if we need to eat without you!"
Lorraine is suddenly right next to the table. They didn’t hear her. Erwan rises:
"No Honey, it’s ok. Everything is clear. I’m coming with you."
He says goodbye to everyone, takes his daughter’s hand and leaves! 

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Friday, 20 June 2014

Poor Mona, manipulated by all these men... EXCERPT OF GAME OVER

Erwan is stunned. So he takes more whiskey:
"What do you advise me to do?"
Nothing! Do nothing! Take care of your daughter. Beware of Wang Jun and say nothing to anyone, not even to your wife. Try to help Cosmos, if you can, and for the rest, nothing, be extremely cautious. You can rely on me. The most important thing is to adopt Emily. Once done, go back to France. It will be better! As for Cosmos, he is a pearl, he is naive and his wife is leading him into something dangerous. She’s a fanatic. My sources tell me that the proponents of this Qigong she reveres will be in conflict with the Chinese state in a few years. All this is not good for business. As soon as I can, I'm getting married and I’m returning to Montreal."
He stops suddenly. He pours himself a glassful, filling Erwan’s at the same time.
"I love you, dearly Erwan. You're like me when I was younger! But you're the only one who knows how to run your life!"
The waitress comes back:
"Do you want something else? Maybe something to eat?"
"Oh, why not!"
“Ok! I bring you some little things!"
"You see Erwan; here it’s a bit like Europe and the States. A protected area. Something completely artificial, but it works!"
Suddenly, they hear the sound of voices.
A voice:
"Mr. Rochester, Erwan! What a pleasure to meet you. Truly the world is very small."
Mona and Wang Jun approach their table.
"Do you mind if we join you?"
Rochester is walking on air. Mona approaches Erwan. He gets up, hugs him and kisses him on the cheeks French style. Wang Jun hangs back. Erwan thinks about what Rochester just told him: it’s all so difficult. Poor Mona, manipulated by all these men, her uncle, Wang Jun. He suddenly feels sorry for her. And yet, she looks so confident. Her appearance hides a great fragility. He remembers when she was beaten by the henchman of the Qi Gong master. Rochester stands up and kisses her. He shakes hands with Wang Jun, with some reluctance. 

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