Fenimoore Coper

Taken from Adam's rib, I am this abused kid who got up, healed and raised by his own strength above the world to become the writer who lay dormant in him. Now I am close to the hearts of Men and I await heaven with firmness. "Missing the sky" could have been called "Waiting for the Sky", given that it was neither the sky that had whistled at me, nor me that had wanted to join it, but the luggage tag that we had tied me around the toe of my foot and whose address had remained blank of any destination. "Challenging the sky, origins" is the scheduled sequel to "Missing the sky". We will read the autofictional dive of a little prince in the land of ogres.

koinsky@orange.fr