Ines Cagnati

Ines Cagnati is a novelist born the February 21st 1937 with Monclar. She is laid off in modern letters and has the CAPES, professor of letters.

She died the October 9th 2007 with Orsay.

Its novels

the Day off : Official reception is fourteen years old. She wants to carry out an old dream: to buy the promised lands and to save the family of this farm mislaid in the middle of the marshes where the men and the animals lose themselves. She gives up the innumerable house and sisters, in spite of supplications of the mother whom her absence leaves unconsoled. Here it is thus, wild the gamine in love with the sun, incongruous in the organized world of the high-school girls, including only one, beautiful and luminous Fanny, is interested in it. Will official reception carry out its dream? Comes this sad Saturday from December when the desire to re-examine his/her mother decides it to return to it. She traverses on her old bicycle the thirty-five kilometers which separate it from the house. When finally it arrives, his/her father hunting. Why? His/her father him wants some to have to leave his mother who died of sorrow.

Genius insane the : Price Renaudot and Price of the Two Nest eggs. It is the history of a mother who pushes back her daughter who tries without trève to approach it…

Mosé or the lizard which cried : “ It is very a beautiful book, extremely, dense, which hurts so much it says just the misery of the human condition and the derision of hopes without which nothing in our lives would have direction ” (G. Guitard-Auviste, Le Monde ).

Pipistrelles : Price of the News in 1990. This collection of Ines Cagnati is composed of seven news. The topics of childhood and the rural world are found in several accounts (as in the Day off ). However, from the new elements come to increase the universe told by Ines Cagnati. The city and its complexity are traversed, flown over by the Woman without name . The madness expresses and reveals its intimate opinions in Pipistrelles . The ditch of the generations becomes palpable in the very beautiful news entitled the Lizards . The work is certainly not merry but it avoids too much leaving the word to sadness bottomless which impregnates the majority of the pages of the Day off .

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