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Katherine Pancol

Sometimes one is looking for a book after hearing about it from friends or reading in a literature magazine, but then feels disappointed: Why were they so exited about it? Katherine Pancol's name was absolutely unknown for me...and I expected nothing  from a new writer.

May be just this unexpected surprise made my pleasure double. It was a book written just for me. So many thoughts and ideas about life and relationships sounded like mines only designed with clear words, which I couldn't find before. Pancol has a rare gift to write things interesting for either women or men. Find any of her novels and you'll see!

Irina

I was born in Morocco, in Casablanca. I grew up under the palm trees of Media. 

Then back to France, to literary studies (masters and a two year doctorate of modern literature), teaching French and Latin, odd jobs, then one day… a fairy godmother waved her magic wand, I became a journalist. 

I wrote for magazines (Paris Match and Cosmopolitan). My first words printed black on white. A publisher spotted me and asked me to write a novel. A novel,… me?!! Impossible! 

That was " Moi d’abord " in 1979. A bolt out of the blue and success with it. I rushed off to New York to get over it. But writing caught up with me and along came " La Barbare " in 1981. Then, still in New York, " Scarlett, si possible " 
and " Les hommes cruels ne courent pas les rues ". 

I got to like writing and the life that goes with it. I no longer have any choice. It’s the only thing I can do, the only thing I know how to. Except kids. A girl first then a boy. I marry, then divorce. Move in one place, then move out. So banal! I go on writing.

Books (" Vu de l’exterieur " , "Encore une danse", " Une si belle image ", " J’etais la avant"). And articles. For Paris-Match. It lets you see people and places. Ten days in Manchester on the heels of Cantona or a week in an American prison in death row. 

I interview Reagan, Jospin, Chirac or Meryl Streep, Vanessa Paradis, Louise Brooks. Taking notes, all the time. I fill myself up with my interviews, my travels. I still work at home. On a novel or an interview. There’s no-one to neglect: you’re always taking stock when you observe, you learn. I love to learn. " People always learn as they grow old ", said the old and wise Solon. 
From the official site of Katherine Pancol

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