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    THE WEEK IN BOOKS
    Dominique Guiou, John Dugdale and Maya Jaggi

    The Guardian
    Saturday October 11 2008

    An 'engagé' wins the Nobel, betting on the Booker, and Istanbul goes
    to Frankfurt

    This year the Nobel prize for literature has been awarded to a real
    French writer - a writer who started when he was very young and is
    still going strong today. In 1963, Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio did
    the unthinkable by winning, while still an unknown novelist of 23, one
    of France's top literary prizes, the Renaudot, for his debut novel,
    The Interrogation. He has not stopped writing since, with some 30
    books to his name, including Désert (1980), which received a prize
    from the French academy. The Interrogation was the work of a young
    man but, 40 years later, it is still as pertinent as ever.

    That is not to say that his work has not developed enormously
    throughout his career. He has gone from being a rather "difficult"
    young writer influenced heavily by the avant garde to a more accessible
    author who has made his voice heard on numerous political and social
    issues from pollution to exploitation. Le Clézio has also managed
    to do something very rare in France: to be loved by both the public
    and the critics. To please both, and to know how to impress both, is
    very special. He is what we in France call an "engagé", a humanist -
    and, above all, a great writer.

    Dominique Guiou, Le Figaro0D

    Le Clézio was a surprise choice as winner of the Nobel - but,
    fascinatingly, not to Ladbrokes. Evidently possessing an uncanny
    ability to second-guess the secretive cabal of Swedish worthies
    who pick the laureates, the bookies had made Le Clézio their 2-1
    favourite, ahead of far better-known figures such as Amos Oz, Philip
    Roth and Haruki Murakami. Even though the Academy picking a fifth
    European author in a row - following Doris Lessing in 2007, Orhan
    Pamuk in 2006, Harold Pinter in 2005 and Elfriede Jelinek in 2004 -
    seemed unlikely.

    The academy specialises in strange, windy citations, and true to form
    hailed Le Clézio as "author of new departures, poetic adventure
    and sensual ecstasy, explorer of a humanity beyond and below the
    reigning civilisation".

    That at least makes his work sound more exciting than that of his
    immediate predecessors: Lessing was praised for "subjecting a divided
    civilisation to scrutiny", Pamuk for disclosing "the melancholic soul
    of his native city", Pinter "uncovered the precipice under everyday
    prattle" and Jelinek revealed "the absurdity of society's clichés
    and their subjugating power".

    Recent Nobel choices have provided bonanzas for their British
    publishers - especially Harvill Secker who publish Coetzee, Grass,
    Kertész and Saramago.

    In the case of Le Clézio, however, they were caught napping. The
    only English translation from the past five years listed on Amazon
    is Wande ring Star, from the small US publisher Curbstone.

    John Dugdale

    An Indian or an Irishman will be named as this year's Booker winner
    on Tuesday, if the bookies are to be believed. William Hill makes
    Sebastian Barry's The Secret Scripture 5-2 favourite, with Amitav
    Ghosh's Sea of Poppies at 7-2; while Ladbrokes reverses the order,
    offering Ghosh at 2-1 with the remaining four authors at 4-1 or
    5-1. Paddy Power has Ghosh at the remarkably short odds of 7-4 and
    Barry at 3-1. Don't take this, though, as any indication of the likely
    outcome. Until the shortlist appeared and both were omitted, the
    bookies had Salman Rushdie and Joseph O'Neill as frontrunners. Last
    year's winner, Anne Enright, was a 12-1 outsider, and no favourite
    has won since Yann Martel in 2002.

    JD

    Alice Munro appeared at the New Yorker magazine's recent festival
    in Manhattan, drily revealing to her interviewer that when her first
    book appeared the local paper's report was headlined "Housewife Finds
    Time to Write Stories", and that her father decided to take up writing
    late in life on the assumption that "if Alice can do it there should
    be no problem".

    Sticking to short fiction was not her original plan, Munro said,
    but she now recognises she needs to know when a project will be
    completed, and so is unsuited to working on anything more open-ended -
    "you might die while writing a 500-page novel".

    The Canadian writer talked of a per iod when she gave up writing two
    years ago, worried that an author's constant need to observe was
    robbing her of experiencing life as "an ordinary person". Happily
    she soon realised she "wasn't very good" at this, managing only
    "three months, maybe" of being ordinary.

    JD

    Istanbul's bookshop windows are full of copies of Orhan Pamuk's
    first novel since his 2006 Nobel prize, with its retro photo of a
    high-society family in a car tinted flamboyant pink. Artist manqué
    Pamuk designed his own cover for the book, Museum of Innocence,
    a filmic melodrama of a 1970s love affair in which a man collects
    objects touched by his beloved before her death. For the first time
    in so long, a relaxed Pamuk says on his balcony, "the media are sweet
    to me". About 100,000 copies were sold in 10 days.

    A swift German translation was commissioned for next week's Frankfurt
    book fair, which Pamuk will open on Tuesday alongside the Turkish
    president, Abdullah Gul, marking Turkey's year as guest of honour. The
    tag is "Turkey in all its colours" - a seemingly bland coinage by
    Turkish publishers that is revolutionary for the culture ministry
    that signed up to it. In the teeth of an official nationalist ideology
    guarded by the military since the Kemalist republic's birth in 1923,
    stressing a unitary Turkish ethnicity, publishers led by Muge Gursoy
    Sokmen of Metis are proclaiming Turkey's diversity, with Kurdish,
    Armenian and Jewish a uthors - mirrored in art exhibitions and music,
    from ghazals to jazz. Pamuk feels he is representing a book culture
    led by "westernisers" and pro-EU intellectuals against stifling,
    insular nationalism.

    President Gul, a former radical Islamist whose AK party favours EU
    membership, has been lunching writers and artists. Several authors
    bound for Frankfurt, including Pamuk, Elif Shafak and Perihan Magden,
    have been prosecuted under Article 301 of the Turkish penal code,
    which prohibits "insulting Turkishness" - notably by mentioning the
    Armenian massacres of 1915-17. Publishers say it is too early to
    tell how the April amendments of 301 - sought by the president but
    criticised by some as cosmetic - will bite.

    Magden, "traumatised" by her trial and by "fascists and fanatical
    Kemalists out in the streets", published a novel last year, Escape,
    about a mother and daughter on the run, at a time when she had two
    bodyguards. For her, the threat comes not from the AK party, but from
    secular ultra-nationalists and a "military democracy". Headscarves
    are an issue of a rising class threatening an army elite: "Girls who
    were locked in their villages want to go to university and wear a
    headscarf. It's not a fundamentalist threat - I welcome it."

    The lawyer who led the prosecution of Pamuk is among the 80-plus
    people now charged in the bizarre Ergenekon case - an alleged
    ultra-nationalist coup conspiracy involving death threats an d
    assassinations, including the 2007 murder of Hrant Dink, editor of
    the Turkish-Armenian paper Agos. In Dink's office, where the walls
    bear photographs of his funeral, when tens of thousands of Turkish
    mourners marched under the banner "We are all Armenians", his lawyer,
    Fethiye Cetin, says the "only way to overcome the trauma of the past
    is to talk; being silent destroys everybody". Her 2004 memoir, My
    Grandmother (out in Britain earlier this year), about the relative she
    discovered had been Armenian, adopted by a Turkish officer after the
    massacres, was a bestseller. She feels it left a "crack in official
    state ideology in the minds of people".

    An estimated two million Turks have at least one Armenian grandparent.

    Murathan Mungan, a novelist and playwright who has Kurdish, Arab and
    Bosnian grandparents, feels his plays were not taken into the state
    theatre repertoire because he used Kurdish names. Mungan, who also
    describes himself as the first openly gay author in Turkey, says his
    fight is against "conservatives on the right and the left". Other
    writers, including Shafak, seek to recover a language lost in the
    1928 alphabet and language revolution which, in its drive to "purify"
    Ottoman Turkish of Persian and Arabic words - perhaps two-thirds
    of its vocabulary - sunders young Turkish readers from their own
    literary heritage.

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