Early work Short Stories
Since I was 10 years old I have been writing books, science
reports and articles. Over the years I have written 16 books that I feel could be published. In order to present
this huge amount of work - accomplished in parallel to work and studies -
I have built from scratch
a very popular website.
Vortex
§Vortex was my first book ever written when I was 14-15
years old. It was science fiction, a book that you are the hero and need to follow the numbers of the
paragraphs and choose the story you prefer as a reader. At one point you went
into a vortex or
wormhole and found yourself on the other side of the galaxy. Funny enough,
today I have been working on that very topic a lot for TV and Films. The book is now
lost.
La Chanson
de Roland Michel (The
Song of Roland Michel)
§My literary adventure started with a pastiche of the Song
of Roland, the first ever French book known to exist with a medieval flavor, and was called the Song of Roland
Michel. This first book was about my own existential crisis (recurring topic
in all my work)
and the construction of a phantasmagoric and marvelous universe characteristic
of the problems connected to childhood. I thought I lost every copies of this book
but I recently found one remaining copy in Ottawa.
Verts et
Vers les Champs (Green
and Towards the Fields)
§The Voice of the Truth is composed of three parts. The
first, Through The Green Fields, is characterized by short stories concerning truth and liberty. It was
inspired by the style of Tristan and Iseut, the modern translation by Joseph
Bιdier. The second
part is named Letters of R.M. and discusses the difficulty in accepting
learned values. Finally, the third part, The Voice of the Truth, is the Four Pillars that
symbolize the voice of the authority, a truth that listeners will hear,
interpret, then will forget.
Nevertheless, this divided truth will become the essence of all society.
§General
comments: I was very
close to my first books. They meant the world to me, they were my own new
universe I created
for myself. I kept reading them over and over again and could recite them by
heart. I thought they were the best things ever written and I was also convinced that they were
going to be published within a month of being finished. Of course, they are still unpublished. I was 17 years
old and would have certainly committed suicide if I had known at the time that
they would
never be published and that I would never become a respected author.