Ernaux, however, has nothing so sentimental in mind. Ernaux, who won the Nobel Prize in Literature last October, has long been a writer who occupies the middle ground between experience and recollection, between the life that is lived and the one that is recalled.Īt times, as in her astonishing pair of parental portraits, “A Man’s Place” and “ A Woman’s Story,” this can seem close to the territory of elegy. “We choose our objects and our places of memory,” Annie Ernaux writes near the start of “ Look at the Lights, My Love,” “or rather the spirit of the times decides what is worth remembering.” It’s a statement that could apply to her whole career. If you buy books linked on our site, The Times may earn a commission from, whose fees support independent bookstores.
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