Buy book one, Traitor Comet! JACQUES RIVIERE TO ANTONIN ARTAUD Dear Sir, Something puzzles me: the sharp contrast between the vagueness of your literary efforts and the excruciating precision with which you diagnose your inner erosion. Had I no other evidence, your handwriting—tortured, wavering, as if pulled in by hidden whirlpools—convinces me of the realityContinue reading “From Book 1: Sleep-Driving”
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From Book 1: All I Ask is Life
Buy book one, Traitor Comet! Artaud stood over me as I leafed through the strange little piece I’d written the day before, but his face, when I finally looked up at it, showed no anger. Genica had held her tongue, it seemed. I resolved to apologize to her; then I decided not to andContinue reading “From Book 1: All I Ask is Life”
From Book 1 : Funeral
Buy book one, Traitor Comet! “Look,” I said, standing up, “I’m going for a walk. I—I need to think.” My father started to protest again. “This is my life and my problem,” I continued, drowning him out. “Back off!” As I walked out, I caught a glimpse of Franz and Catherine sitting at theContinue reading “From Book 1 : Funeral”
Excerpt from Book 1: Robert Desnos
Buy book one, Traitor Comet! There were voices outside and someone pounded on the door. Desnos answered it and let in a group of five or so friends. Before any introductions could begin more people walked right in, so he left the door open to the warm night air. Some of the people IContinue reading “Excerpt from Book 1: Robert Desnos”
Excerpt from Book 1: Pain
Buy book one, Traitor Comet! Artaud stood gazing around and I sat gawking as well at this cavernous cathedral. It was so huge, so lofty, much larger than Saint Stephen’s in Vienna, and Saint Stephen’s had no flying buttresses. This place had double buttresses with open tracery that extended from the seven-sided apse. TheContinue reading “Excerpt from Book 1: Pain”
Excerpt from Book 1: New in Paris
Buy book one, Traitor Comet! Because I had heard about it and read about it so much I rode a trolley to Montmartre and wandered for a bit along the narrow, cobblestoned streets. Of course this area was popular on a sunny day and it was crowded, so I decided not to explore theContinue reading “Excerpt from Book 1: New in Paris”
Antonin Artaud and Robert Desnos 