That’s how writer and critic
Luc Sante once
described Georges Simenon, who died 18 years ago today. Sante affixed that label to the prolific Belgian author back in 2005, at the first
PEN World Voices festival. Since then,
NYRB Classics has published
five more of Simenon’s novels in English translation, to go along with the three they published in 2003 and 2004. Those books have garnered reviews in
The New Yorker,
The New Republic,
The Nation, and elsewhere. It seems this "unknown writer"
is becoming more famous-- in the US, that is-- each year.
Sante had much else to say of interest in his talk, which was published in our
seventh issue. “Somewhere along the line,”
Sante writes, Simenon “made a signal discovery”:
Much of what passes for literature merely consists of studies of people in their clothing—that is, people operating within the rigid confines of social codes. He, on the other hand, wanted to write about the naked human, who is forced by circumstances to confront life without the usual protections. Those same social codes made him an outsider and kept him one, even at the height of his fame. He had served his apprenticeship writing pulp fiction and had cemented his reputation with detective novels. Furthermore, he was Belgian. He also lacked a writing style detectable by the belletristic apparatus of the prewar era. Therefore, he was forever barred from being accepted as a man of letters by the people in Paris who decided such things.
In the wake of Flaubert and subsequent adherents to
le mot juste, Simenon may also have hurt his case for a literary reputation-- among "the people in Paris who decided such things," that is-- with his prodigious productivity: He wrote over 400 books, some published under pseudonyms.
Given that enormous output, where should a newcomer to Simenon begin?
Sante mentions Dirty Snow (“a supremely bleak evocation of the horrors of the Second World War… that can be usefully compared with the works that Sartre and Camus were issuing at the same time”) and
Pedigree (“an autobiographical novel of his youth… which achieves an epic grandeur of thought and a beaverish accumulation of mundane details”).
This month, however, one could do worse than reading
The Engagement along with the good folks at
Words Without Borders, who are hosting an ongoing, online discussion of the
135-page mystery on their
blog, as part of their “
Reading the World” series. The discussion will be led by Chad Post, of
Three Percent (“a resource for international literature at the University of Rochester”), and
Mark Binelli, the author of
Sacco and Vanzetti Must Die! They'll be joined by the book’s translator, Anna Moschovakis
, and others.
For more, watch
this site.
(And for more of Sante's thoughts on Simenon, check out his
long Bookforum piece from January.)
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