Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Viola Grade

Had not already used for the promotion of a more talked-about debut last year, it could be said that acrylic seventies, thirty wool Viola Grade (Editions and / or, pp. 208, € 16, released January 19) novel is a "powerful". What makes you want to embrace the character, twenty year-old Camelia from Leeds, a father who died in a car crash with her lover and a mother who knows only holes and photographing (not) speak with the eyes, and say that yes, this will not be "a love story, even though both would be, would be for ten paragraphs," but that's okay, okay massacre clothes, vomit words on the street, assaulted the silence of Wen, the former boy orientalecon dead girlfriend and her brother's strange, then the key to the whole story, as if it were just invented a Chinese character at the end somehow it is.

And that this is not a story with "the butterflies flying," you understand (even better) in the last pages unsettling. The "note about the author" in the back of the book tells little of Viola Grade, who "23 years, was born in Catania, where she graduated in Oriental Languages in Turin and studied in London." So we shot a few questions.

Why did you choose to set your novel in Leeds? Why Leeds is not any city, is an ambiguous stage, magical, full of people all over the world who dresses up the street, drinking, singing, and vomiting. It was an irresistible temptation to transform it into a hole that swallows all the words, make it apocalyptic.

Camelia is an alter ego of Viola? No, I'm different from Camelia. As a person and experiences. I chose this name because it slaughters Camelia flowers with a knife, I / Viola Camelia do harm giving it a tragic life, and Lily (Lily) died (but I can not tell you how). It is a wicked game of flowers that do harm to other flowers.

Do you feel more "dark as Amélie Nothomb" or "provocative as Elena Ferrante," as the quartadi cover? "Playful as Amélie Nothomb. Write your autobiography in twenty words max. I am writing since I was 5 years old, I play the flute, I collect objects from the ground to get us lost the series.

At the awards ceremony of a major literary prize, a middle-aged ladies please directed to frame your neckline. What are you doing? I do not know, 'cause I probably would have worn one of my assumption of lace dresses as a child of another era, he never showed cleavage. The strangest place where you got the inspiration? In a suburb of Kyoto, where a special train at each stop saliva someone disguised as a ghost, I ate skewers of raw meat.

The book that changed your life? Mrs. Dalloway. There was a time when you said "I am a writer"? Yes, five years, when I wrote my first story. Book or ebook? Book with the pages stained with strawberries happened to me with stories of Miranda July, and are delighted by the result. Writers reference? Lewis Carroll and the year one thousand Japanese courtesans.

What's in your closet? Doll clothes, necklaces made of toys, Victorian lace, belts of bullets and plastic toy cars, black wig to his feet, and oh my diary, are also there, hidden among the clothes. Do you feel more girl Zara, Topshop, Primark or something? From Halloween party. The Icelandic film you're talking about in the book really exist? Yes (but does not tell us the title, note) You dedicated your book to someone? In particular, to someone else: "To Someone Else," but there's a trick.

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