Mots clefs ‘Fiction’

FILS D’HOMOS

Ce livre nous entraîne sur les pas d’un homme à la recherche de ses origines. Recueilli par une famille quelque peu atypique, son histoire a profondément marqué l’adulte qu’il est devenu. ce voyage initiatique l’entraînera dans une cascade d’aventures oniriques et déroutantes, et il lui faudra bien des détours pour enfin trouver une réponse à ses interrogations.

Mais n’y a-t-il toujours qu’une seule réponse, une réponse juste à la problématique de la filiation ? Cette quête pose la question de notre place dans la société mouvante, de nos responsabilités vis-à-vis de ces transformations qui la traversent et la transforment.

Ce conte moderne s’inscrit dans une actualité récente, qui est celle de la controverse autour de ce que certain ont appelé la théorie du genre et du droit d’adoption pour tous.

C’est une histoire courte, un prodige lyrique, un récit dans lequel fiction, fantaisie et réalité se confondent.

POINTMAN

Pointman is the story of one man’s fight for love and survival in a world of drugs and violence. But the pointman’s plans are at odds with Sergeant Mike Brooks, whose focus is on survival and marrying his Vietnamese girlfriend. Brooks’ objectives collide with Lieutenant Gomez, a highly-decorated career officer who is trigger-happy and a glory hunter. Tension mounts, a hellish firefight follows; a vow of revenge, and a struggle over a poison needle bring the story to a breathtaking climax.

Message to my Butterfly

The couple’s intense connection is endurance and perseverance to perfection. He has no boundaries : she knows no humiliation.

Text messaging, fury, madness, irrational passion, poetry…the love affair between Romanian expatriates is a modern tale of borderline insanity and over-the-top submission. He is her butterfly and she is porcelain doll…but is she the only one ?

He makes her happy and miserable through the blinding beaty of his wings as he glides with an imponderable presence, landing gracefully in her palm. When he leaves, the emptiness cannot be filled by anyone or anything. Can it ?

POINTMAN

   Pointman is the story of one man’s fight for love and survival in a world of drugs and violence. But the pointman’s plans are at odds with Sergeant Mike Brooks, whose focus is on survival and marrying his Vietnamese girlfriend. Brooks’ objectives collide with Lieutenant Gomez, a highly-decorated career officer who is trigger-happy and a glory hunter. Tension mounts, a hellish firefight follows; a vow of revenge, and a struggle over a poison needle bring the story to a breathtaking climax.

COCAÏNE TO COCONUTS

Faced with the black and white decision of ending his life, a man rethinks his existence in the solitude of a small island in the Caribbean. He finds both good and bad, exaltation and mistake in a
boisterous and daring past and, at the moment of truth, discovers that his will to live ultimately triumphs over his desire to exorcise himself of his own history.

Homo Child

Version Anglaise de “Enfant d’Homos” d’Albert Mijé.

About the Book

An enthralling combination of bizarre events to resolve the unknown, a question for life, a lost answer. A baby, now an adult, searching for his origins along the remote winding mountain tracks of a meandering calendar. One in which fantasy and reality meet. A short story, a lyrical prodigy, a quest for discovery. The book moves from life, as life may become when the decision is reached about the role of one’s self in homosexual society, its acceptance and its right to become, to participate and to influence others. Here, it’s from a baby, nurtured and influenced by an adopted home. A story written in a perpetually sagacious tone, a stylistic poesy for all minds, assimilated by the finesse of its beauty.

From the Author

Don’t be afraid, follow me, join in the search. The search of a child, searching for his roots in a home with two men, who could not differentiate between a baby’s cry for water and a baby’s cry for food. Caring brothers, wasted mother, adopted offspring, from the land of the orifists. Maybe we will find out, maybe we will not, but in this search we must find light, which has just begun to glimmer and which must continue…