She is not quite pretty, Fanta, not very nifty either. But the evening,when she gives up the test-tubes of the laboratory
of procreation where she reigns, she is planted in front of her computer and is transformed into a poisonous idol. From her moist and choking Guyana, the biologist diffuses, on fantasmacarnivore.com, the secrecies of the plants goulues that she grows in the greenhouses of her garden. One fine day, a Net surfer, stripteaser turning to Cayenne, decides to contact her... without imagining that he is likely to be devoured. In the landscape rather intimist of the literary re-entry, the novel of Valerie Rodrigue has the appearance of an UFO (voracious object noT identified). Baroque, delirious, it is an anthem with the sensuality which beads in each page a such carnivorous plant with the approach of an appétissant insect. And which limes us from the first to the last line. Impressing. Fanta,
flower and
martyrdom. A novel by Valerie Rodrigue, 336 pages,Ramsay Editions.