Literature that keeps employing new linguistic and formal modes of expression to draft a panorama of society as a whole while at the same time exposing it, tearing the masks from its face - for me that would be deserving of an award.
I'm not one of those women writers who are obsessed by their ego, possibly because I don't have one.
My training in music and composition then led me to a kind of musical language process in which, for example, the sound of the words I play with has to expose their true meaning against their will so to speak.
Eroding solidarity paradoxically makes a society more susceptible to the construction of substitute collectives and fascisms of all kinds.
My plays are made up of long monologues, which is similar to prose working with the language.
I seek to cast an incorruptible gaze on women, especially where they are the accomplices of men.
