"I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold ...

  Great words.  Great old artist who sings how I feel. Was it ever settled Was it ever over And is it still raining Back in November...

The ghost is back. I just read him in my mail box. I am a reader, used to read, I should be stronger than him. But I'm not. I'm we...

Last week, I opened my secret drawer. The drawer where I have locked in most of what is related to you. Presents, postcards, non-sent l...

The ghost is back. Each time I have a look at my page, he is there. As always with the ghost, I have to force myself not to give meaning t...

I have climbed the steps to the Sacré-Coeur and I'm waiting for you. There are hundreds of tourists around, Japenese with their camera...

Parfois je lis quelques lignes qui ont l'air plein mais qui sont un grand vide. Courrier de l'au-delà, un fantôme reparaît. Le sol...

Quelque part dans des rayonnages de bibliothèques  universitaires, il y a un livre que je n'ai pas lu en entier et dans lequel je figu...

A certaines périodes, ça devient maladif, je lis tout, les boîtes de lait et les emballages de céréales sur la table du petit déjeuner, ...

Si je suis devenue lectrice, c'est surtout parce que j'ai eu un gros chagrin d'amour. Un chagrin d'amour comme on pourrait...