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Happy B-day Proust


Happy birthday, Marcel Proust. We’d never have known about you if you hadn’t insisted. After getting rejection letters from everyone, he said “‘screw it,’ I’ll pay to have my book published.” Then he paid newspapers to print glowing reviews for the book, which he wrote himself!

From that point on, he couldn’t be shut up, meandering along seven volumes before kicking the bucket. You see, he wanted to be Balzac, who wrote about a hundred volumes, all with the same characters. Proust thought he could go on and on. He was the best author the Pythons could have chosen for their famous game show sketch.

If you think I’m unkind to the literary legend, check out what Nathalie Quintaine has to say about his writing: impolite, unlovable, perverted, only esteemed by brown-nosed critics. Read all about it in her Ultra-Proust book which just came out (that La Fabrique was happy to publish without being paid by Ms. Quintaine).

I’ll guide you to his final resting place on MyVoiceMap audio tours of the Père Lachaise cemetery, and tell stories from his life.

  

See funny pics and text from our picnic together in The Chairfather book.

The passed have never been more alive!

Book a lunch date with the fallen famous NOW!

Or later…

Really, it doesn’t matter. Their agendas are quite open.

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