A Man's Place: Annie Ernaux

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Ernaux’s parents met at the rope factory. Then her father worked as a roofer. When he fell from a rafter, her parents looked for a business they could manage, one that didn’t require a lot of start-up money. They bought a grocery store. Because they had to grant credit, they struggled financially. Her father had to get a second job while her mother ran the business.

Annie Ernaux and the brutal art of memoir - New Statesman

It is difficult to write about our loved ones after their death during the time of grief as we will have to relive our memories which will make us happy and sad at the same time. pg 13 - This neutral way of writing comes to me naturally. It was the same style I used when I wrote home telling my parents the latest news. A small gem of a work, and I deeply appreciate the work of Ernaux being so crisp, small in size but high in impact. You can loose yourself for a few hours in her books and have food for thought for many, many days.Her parents ran a grocery shop in rural Normandy and steadily grew into a state of material comfort: “They only really longed for things for the sake of it, because in actual fact they didn’t know what was beautiful or what people were expected to admire.” She expresses these reasons for her parents’ ignorance plainly, as though trying not to pass judgement, but she doesn’t excuse them with fondness either. La Place, or The Place, or Positions, is entitled A Man’s Place on the hardcover edition I bought in the mid-eighties that you see above. I can’t recall if I ever read it, but I thought I would read it in conjunction with a long unfinished novel I mess around with from time to time about my own father. I also read it now because I saw Ilse had been reading Ernaux’s work and as so often happens with Ilse, she nudged me (gently, urgently) through her lovely review to read her work. I felt called by her and was glad she did. Is she a great writer in this book? I don't know, it's an unspectacular story and style, at least in this translation, but also quietly moving. Il n'est jamais entré dans un musée, il ne lisait que Paris-Normandie et se servait de son Opinel pour manger. Ouvrier devenu petit commerçant, il espérait que sa fille, grâce aux études, serait mieux que lui.

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Ernaux’s father grew up in a poor farming family in Normandy and the book begins with his death, which came exactly two months after Ernaux passed her exams for a teaching certificate. The proximity of these two events makes her reflect on the gulf that had widened between Ernaux and her father as she grew up. As she progressed through school, attended university and entered the world of the highly educated, he, hardened by a life of physical labour, looked on her achievements with suspicion, if a quiet admiration too. This book goes by two names, ‘A Man’s Place (Four Walls Eight Windows. 1992 and then later editions) and “Positions” (Quartet Books, 1991). I have no idea why. 😐 bizde sınıfsal farklar hiç bu denli yoğun olmadığı, osmanlı saray çevresini dışarda bırakırsak, çoğumuz reaya köylüler olduğumuz için şanslıyız belki de. belki de değiliz çünkü fransız edebiyatını en çok besleyen konu bu. şu an kararsız kaldım. I have been confused with the type of relationship the author had with her father, especially in the initial part of this book. Did she actually love him or hate him? I know love is a complicated feeling that can't be explained by objective answers. Still, I felt that the author should have written that portion in a better way. I don't know whether the author was actually confused about her love towards her father due to the grief associated with her father's death or whether the central idea was lost in translation.He liked to sing: C'est l'aviron qui nous mène en rond – 'The paddle that is rowing us in circles'" This novel has left me cold. There are no emotions – rare case considering the novel is an elegy for the death of the father of the narrator (Annie?). The Academy praised “her for the courage and clinical acuity with which she uncovers the roots, estrangements and collective restraints of personal memory.”

Annie Ernaux: A Man’s Place review – an intimate portrait Annie Ernaux: A Man’s Place review – an intimate portrait

Revisiting painful periods is hardly new territory for writers, but Ernaux distills a particular power from the exercise.’ Sparse observations on the impact of class and generational differences on how close one can be with a parent. The language of Ernaux is precise and captures the universal well It’s taking me a long time to write. By choosing to expose the web of his life through a number of selected facts and details, I feel that I am gradually moving away from the figure of my father. The skeleton of the book takes over and ideas seem to develop of their own accord. If on the other hand I indulge in personal reminiscence, I remember him as he was, with his way of laughing and walking, taking me by the hand to the funfair. . .Ma qui, nelle pagine di Annie Ermeaux, siamo ben oltre la vergogna: la figlia sente di far parte di un altro mondo e un’altra epoca, che non ha più nulla da spartire con il medioevo del padre. No lyrical reminiscences, no triumphant displays of irony. This neutral way of writing comes to me naturally, it is the very same style I used when I wrote home telling my parents the latest news."