SYLVAIN TESSON - Une liberté vertigineuse

“We belonged to no league, except perhaps that of alley cats who prefer night to day, the edge of the abyss to the plains, the ledge to the kennel.” Sylvain Tesson was barely 15 when his desire to climb took on a decidedly abnormal dimension, especially for a young Parisian whose ancestors weren’t particularly drawn to high altitudes. He camped in “the forest,” as the framework of Notre Dame is known… Later came provincial cathedrals, then a few others abroad… Then came the rocks of Fontainebleau. Since then, he has traveled a small part of the world. It is this character, with his slightly old-fashioned anachronism, that we will introduce to those who haven’t yet taken the time to read him. One of the most astonishing travelers and most brilliant writers in contemporary literature.