Santa breaks up, it's over Christmas! And give me back my pen stp, I'm the writer ...
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Otherwise, go, see, like Jacques Chirac said:
Here, for the record, the excellent cover of my first book (note that Normally, the color was blue and I do not know at all where does this horrible red. Is there a computer in the room? No? Well, never mind ...)
Both blankets were made by the equally excellent Yasmine Husson, a charming fellow gifted, but calm down guys, it's already taken!
But before you talk about my latest book, let me just introduce myself and talk briefly about the precedent, which, modestly speaking, was a resounding success, especially among female readers.
But first, who Am I?
Here is my biography as we could read the back of this book "Son of a family of 6-7 children, Paul Barthelemy was born January 18, 1970. He grew up in Messein Lorraine, in the middle of former miners and factory workers of Neu-Neu that continues (miraculously?) today to spit its smoke. Lovers of French, he tried to write from his terminal at Toul Lycée Camille Claudel, probably inspired by his classmates. Therefore it will never cease to write with the sole ambition to one day meet his father, his model. Today territorial editor, he continues to pursue his passion when her three children left him a little time. " 
Enclosed is my photo (taken, it is true, a day I had not shaved):
Want to know what happens during an ordinary day for PAUL? It's simple: click on it ...
www.unejourneebanalepourpaul . blogspot.com
Another look at the summary of the first book : "Between prose and verse to quote to ponder, this book invites us on a journey, complete with completely different stages . Between love and laughter, between laughter and tears, a delusional universe to a gloomy reality, the author guides us unpretentious in his little world. Several chapters, all distinct from each other, make it an open book, which invites the reader to plunge into it, and gives significant freedom to begin by the end, if wishes ... Poems far from daunting, reflections crispy truths and quips, with a bonus bit of machismo and barely concealed a little tickle for women, his favorite subject, one day he adores, and the next day, he castigates happy ... "
The HIC is that this first book, released in fall 2004, is no longer available for sale since all copies were sold in few months. You will no longer get it. But dry your tears, because as I am magnanimous and I do not let my fan (trice) on tile, I offer you the opportunity to access a few excerpts, just like that, because I am generous ... You will find a link at the end of this blog to go directly to happiness. (The guy who plays it).
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Now I have the great honor of presenting the work of the year, nay, the century:
"By mutual agreement with myself."
And to give you a brief overview of its contents, here's summary, written by a fan who preferred to remain anonymous
" Before the success of his first book "experimental", Paul BARTHELEMY decided, by mutual agreement with himself, to repeat his feat, or rather, his affront, because it is one of editing a book without éditeur.L author with his particular style, tells us this time, longer stories but still unusual. Fact or fiction, suspense, emotion, tenderness but also love await you. In any case, more than ever, humor predominates, and sometimes arises where we least expect it. Moreover, it was good from evil, to remain insensitive to the way a little crazy to play with words. And to end it all, the last part is a nice curiosity and confusing: short stories, funny little phrases and philosophical Barthelemy sauce ... Not to be missed. "
Finally, I am also the foreword, which I hope will make you want to learn more:
Foreword
This is my second book, at least three people were waiting My mother, my brother and my dog Pierrot Roswell (yes, my dog can read. He knows as well. With a little patience while we get to a Golden Retriever.)
Like the previous book, I have adopted a formula that has given me, plus a huge delight, a very substantial freedom in my writings. The ability to publish my work in its entirety, with everything she has good and bad (But do not worry, in equal amounts): I am of course talking about self publishing. This infers that you have the chance to take extraordinary and unimaginable in your feverish little hands, an object of cultural value, taken in small quantities, and designed from A to Z. Thus, coverage at the bar code, via the back cover, everything was done the traditional way, all of which, of course, took a long time. But when you love, you do not count.
Unlike the first book I have not tried to get my work published by someone, a person anonymous does not know me and who believe they hold the whole truth and the truth. I dislike censorship in general, and when I see a censor I refer (refer the censor.) The only opinion that interest me are those, even negative, of my readers (which are actually mostly female readers) , who had the generosity and courage to buy one of my books. And honestly, I do not think a big publisher is interested in my writings. They correspond to nothing to list, they are unclassifiable, incomparable and unapproachable (huh!, No, I withdraw the last word ...) My style, which said especially, would not unanimity among pseudo-intellectuals who make up peer review, these arbitrary figures, often inquisitors, I imagine austere, undermining the morale of the creators and potential demiurges like me (I adds a little, but I like it ...) Nothing like no complacency when we complimented. In short, therefore, having canvassed for the first book, large and small publishers, not to mention the Sharks who asked me some money for obscure reasons, bah!, I did not want to repeat the experience. There remained only one alternative : To edit ... MYSELF.
course, with this limited edition, I would not be known in France as a whole, or in a third of France abroad. While it will always lack the prestige conferred by the name of a publisher, even if unknown, on the cover. "Editions Duchmol. But between us, the prestige, I give a fuck if you'll pardon the expression. And if you do not pass me the expression, you can replace it with "this indifference to me, walking fast, nobody will notice the trick ... While there will always be a few seconds of white when I have to answer to the fateful question, posed by a few onlookers who are all potential readers and therefore, I must not overlook:
- is edited by whom? or
- Who's your editor? ... As it would require a major incapable what he does here, without a guardian ...
Bon, bah! , I'm not an editor. I would even say that I do not need. And then, after all, so what if I'm an impostor in the eyes of some. Better to be an impostor than a small factor.
In conclusion, my first book was much liked and now I believe in miracles. This second book has been created with the clear objective defined to meet your expectations please you, too. The question now, if a second miracle is possible.
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CALENDAR:
- Fall 2004, I began writing my new book,
- Late August 2006, the book is finally finished,
- September 7, after many adventures, the coverage, too, is over.
- September 15, I file that contains the CD cover and the book in its final version in my printer,
- September 21, the printer gives me the proof of the book, it is the first copy, given to me for verification and correction.
's it, I have my baby in your hands! (Immense pride)
- September 27, I give the corrected proof to the printer to start the first edition copies.
- October 3: An article is devoted to my book in the magazine "Living the Meurthe-et-Moselle" distributed to all mailboxes, but the book is still available for sale.
- October 7 afternoon, the book is available for purchase in the centers E. LECLERC Vandoeuvre and Frouard.
- October 13 is available in Toul and Luneville Leclerc, and Intermarché Neuves Homes and Mme Bontemps to Bouxières-aux-Dames.
- The October 22: A section is devoted to my book in the East Republican "The second book of Paul." Look at the hunk: 
- The 3 November 2006 : My interview slug lady on this site: www.u-blog.net/tlpb see the article "Fan " (a site to see absolutely)
- On November 7, 2006: The Joke of the Year: I am the man of the day!
- December 7, 2006, I am invited by the excellent Philippe HEINEN his show "Who loves me follow me" Radio France Bleu Sud Lorraine ... A great moment! 
On December 15, 2006: It passes the 1,000 mark in visits this site two months of existence!
Coming Soon ... Signings during the Christmas and perhaps a move to big TV?
IF you feel that Paul's on TV, type 1
IF you do not feel that Paul's on TV, type anything
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Bonus gift: a small excerpt from the book, alleging the "poetry": What do you mean you dislike poetry? So read this, I'll get back together with Worms:
But what do the police?
At the corner of a crossroads a little too busy,
An old lady tried to cross unconscious,
My Twingo was not running a bite, they are greedy
Sometimes these small cars!
few miles away at the gas station, I picked
Old retained by a screw,
But she got stuck, I pulled on her thigh, she remained standing motionless
arises when police.
Officials benevolent at this late hour,
After 15 zigzags and a brief sheer
crushed their van in order to stop,
In the poor train back from my mini,
How do you want, how do you think I drive?
After a minute or a long time,
Before the fall's first officer,
I noticed that the old lady gasping reckless
Had gone completely crazy in this scene, Crushed
completely inappropriate under the assault,
am From-called saviors become murderers.
The moral of this poor story if there be one,
is that when crossing an intersection,
Should not be in the moon,
Especially if one is old and it crosses my Road,
Dear bedridden, take the train instead ...
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Warning POLL: Go, go, get all the way down even lower ... You will see a beautiful painting blue or ki are plenty of questions inside ... It is at the bottom of the page. And thank you for your participation!
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Reminder other blogs Paul :
Promite thing, something dute: here is the link that takes you directly to gratossement excerpts from my first book, and yes, I am someone who keeps his promises:
http://www.episodesdupremierbouquin.blogspot.com
www.sondageuncommunacc.blogspot.com : To give your opinion on the book by Paul
www.unejourneebanalepourpaul.blogspot.com : Enter Paul's life, come and see what happens during an ordinary day for He's worth the trip!
and again, Merry Christmas New Year to all!
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