“I had just received the Ouest France Étonnants Voyageurs prize. Between that moment and my first book, Solstices, forty years had passed. But writing has been my constant, my life, my reason for being. I can't imagine what I would have been without it. It has made me an observer of the world, of people, of hearts. A sometimes amazed, often terrified witness of the world as we experience it, as we shape it.”