Les Jeux Sont Faits by Jean-Paul Sartre


I am back to my ‘Reading Gym’ as based on the idea of the ‘List of Betterment’ by Andy Miller in his book ‘The Year of Reading Dangerously.’  Check out my list in November’s blog post.    This is the 2nd book in my list and so far I am on time and enjoying it enormously.  Fatigue has not yet had the chance to set in.

I wanted to re-read this book which I studied for A level French, as I remember loving it. I was delighted to discover that the French was easier than I remembered, and I didn’t have any trouble in understanding it – always helpful.

Published in 1947, there was also a film version made, staring Micheline Presle and Marcel Pagliero.

A short deceptively simple story, Pierre and Eve are both killed in different circumstances.  Pierre is a revolutionary and is killed by his friend Lucien whom his mistreats.   Eve is poisoned by her husband Andre, who wishes to get his hands on her money. He is also having an affair with her younger sister Lucette.    Pierre and Eve both arrive in the afterlife, and despite the differences in their backgrounds, they fall in love – rather too quickly and too easily for my liking, but with a genuineness that is quite touching.

They then find themselves back in front of the lady who ‘signed them into the afterlife,’ who tells them that there has been a mistake in the paperwork, and they were destined for each other in life, but didn’t meet in time.   They have 24 hours to go back to earth, and if they can maintain their love on earth, they get to stay there.

Without giving away any further plot points, the novel deals with the themes of freedom, responsibility, and whether our lives are predestined or not.  These were the themes and questions that intrigued me as a naive young 18 year-old, and I find they are still the themes that preoccupy me this time around.  Eve and Pierre seem to take a very fatalistic approach both to how their lives have ended, and what is happening to their loved ones who they have left behind.  However when they return to earth, they waste no time in taking their opportunities and trying to change their fate.

It is the age old question – how much control do we actually have over our own lives?  Whatever the answer, Sartre makes one thing abundantly clear.  We always have the freedom to choose, and we owe it to ourselves to take responsibility for our lives – predestined or not.

For such a short simple story, it packs one hell of a punch.  There are enough life questions within to keep any philosopher amused for years.

As another couple gets the chance to return to earth, the young man asks Pierre and Eve:

‘On peut essayer de recommencer sa vie? insiste le jeune homme. ‘We can try to to start our life again? insists the young man.

Pierre et Eve se regardent, hesitants.  Ils sourient gentiment aux jeunes gens. Pierre and Eve look at each other, hesitant.  They smile kindly at the young people.

‘Essayez,’ conseille Pierre. ‘Try’ advises Pierre.  ‘Essayez tout de meme,’ murmure Eve.  ‘Try all the same,’ murmurs Eve.

Perhaps this is the ultimate message at the heart of this novel.  There is always hope if you are willing to try.

The novel has been translated into English with the title ‘The Chips are Down.’

If you fancy a bit of philosophical contemplation, there is much to admire in this novel.



Review of ‘Making It Up As I Go Along’ by Marian Keyes.


There are two female Irish writers who I think are underrated.  Maeve Binchy and Marian Keyes.  Both undoubtedly beloved and revered, but I don’t think people appreciate what skilled writers they were in Maeve’s case, and are in Marian’s.     The trick is, they make it look effortless, but it’s not, and I don’t think people appreciate that enough.

‘Maeve’s Times’ by Maeve Binchy is one of my favourite books ever.  It made me laugh, cry, and sigh with envy.  I re-read it from time to time and it gets better with every reading.

So, it was with some trepidation and excitement that I set out to read Marian’s series of articles. The trepidation came because I was nearly afraid I wouldn’t like them, and that would have been terrible, what with being such an ardent admirer.  I should have known my fears were ridiculous.

I began reading the book one night whilst in bed.  My husband began to look at me in a most alarming manner, as I began to shake with laughter and then to snort most unbecomingly.  At one point, I think I sounded like Pluto the dog.  From the very first piece on ‘Fake Tan,’ where my snorting was caused by an anecdote in which Marian goes to get fake tan administered at a salon for the first time.  She isn’t told until it is applied that she can’t wash it off until the following morning.  Unfortunately, she had plans to go out for dinner for her mammy’s birthday.  As she tells it:

“At the restaurant I caused a bit of a stir.  As if the smell wasn’t bad enough, bits of the mud were going black and green and falling off my face into my dinner.”

I don’t laugh easily.  A friend at school once told me I was terrible for laughing at other’s misfortunes.  I prefer to think I am laughing with them.  Marian Keyes is so exquisitely funny about the calamities that can strike when we least expect it and we are doing our best to just get on with things.  I laugh in understanding, in female solidarity and in empathy.

I once told a friend a story about leaving a suitcase in the wrong person’s house in London, and as it was the height of the troubles, and it was found with a Belfast address, all kinds of hell broke loose, while I was busy sunning myself on a beach in France.  It’s a long, complicated story, but my friend has been dining out on it ever since, and says it is the funniest thing she has ever heard.

Equally, my 10-year-old niece adores the story of how I sprayed myself from head to toe with an anti-mosquito Citronella spray and inadvertently became exceptionally drunk from the amount of ethanol in the spray. And there was me thinking it was natural and therefore safe.

So I have had more than my fair share of minor disasters too, and this my friends is where Marian is a joy.  She is generous in sharing both her good successful experiences (of which there are many I might add) and her less successful forays into areas of her life such as travel, the beauty industry, exercise, and the complicated business of living.  I am not a sycophant.  For example, I don’t always agree with her butchering of the English language for comic purposes – it doesn’t always work for me.

However, I do love this book and I think everyone should read it, for it is a tonic for the soul.  Marian Keyes is a great conversationalist, and her narrative voice is what makes the book special.  She writes as if you were sitting in her kitchen, having a chat and a cuppa. What’s not to love?

To end:

10 reasons why Marian Keyes is Fabulous:

  1. Despite her success as an author, she never pretends it is easy, and she is happy to admit she struggles with her writing.
  2. She is self-deprecating and exceptionally witty, but we also know that she is really very clever.
  3. She loves Alexander McCall Smith. I was SO excited when I read this.  Whenever I rave on to people about AMS, they usually mumble something about having read a couple of his books, but look at me like I am a bit sad.  This enrages me and makes me rave all the more.  Marian gets him, and his lovely books.
  4. She is generous in the extreme in sharing her tips for all kinds of things, from cooking to beauty, to writing, and she shares her mistakes too, so we can all learn from them.
  5. She is hilarious about ‘himself’ and showed her vulnerability and brilliant sense of humour when ‘himself’ went off trekking up a mountain somewhere far away (sorry don’t remember where it was) and she feared she would ‘lose him’ to one of the females in the climbing group.  She tweeted with much angst and hilarity.
  6. She is a big fan of Strictly and her blogs and tweets re the shows are unmissable.
  7. Her tweets and vlogs are legendary. Also, she is not like many well-known people who think they are too important to tweet with a non-celeb! She tweets with lots of different people.
  8. Her book ‘Is Anybody Out there?’ is one of the best novels I have read about the experience of grief. It stayed with me for ages afterwards.
  9. She supports causes she believes in, and donated her royalties for ‘Making It Up As I Go Along’ to the Save the Children Syria crisis. I mean – Come On.
  10. She started her tribute to Jilly Cooper at the Bord Gais Energy Book Awards last December, by addressing the assembled company with her signature vernacular of ‘Lads…..’ I was watching it on the T.V. and nearly fell off my sofa in admiration and glee.  Funny, funny fabulous woman.

P.S.  I have decided not to tweet Marian the link to this piece for fear that she will –

(a) Think I am a stalker, which I am SO not.   I am happy to admire from afar.  (Or even worse, she gets the link but doesn’t bother to read it.)

(b) She will hate it and think me a creepy fan.  This would kill me altogether, so this remains between us.  I am just glad to have put it out there to encourage you to buy the book.  You can laugh and support a good cause. Sure, what more could you want?

P.P.S.  If you have been following my ‘Reading Gym’ list or ‘List of Betterment’ (see November’s blog post.)  I will be back next week with my review of ‘Les Jeux Sont Faits’ by Sartre.   The book for March is ‘Persuasion’ by Jane Austen.