There's a comment on the back of the novel that says it's remarkable. I tend to agree although it's not remarkable in the sense you would say a book is. It's not remarkable in the writing style, the character work, the story line. Remarkable to me is 1984 and this is no 1984. Yes I'm aware that I'm comparing a non fiction to a fiction but I honestly can't think of any remarkable biographies. read more
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On December 8, 1995, Jean-Dominique Bauby's life was forever altered when a part of his body he'd never heard of--his brain stem--was rendered inactive. The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, his exquisitely painful memoir, is neither a triumphant account of recovery nor a journey into the abyss of self-pity. Inst4
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On December 8, 1995, Jean-Dominique Bauby's life was forever altered when a part of his body he'd never heard of--his brain stem--was rendered inactive. The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, his exquisitely painful memoir, is neither a triumphant account of recovery nor a journey into the abyss of self-pity. Instead, it is a tender testament to the power of language and love. At 43, Bauby was defined by success, wit and charisma. But in the course of a few bewildering minutes, the editor-in-chief of French Elle became a victim of the rare locked-in syndrome. The only way he could express his frustration, however, was by blinking his left eye. The rest of his body could no longer respond. Bauby was determined to escape the paralysis of his diving bell and free the butterflies of his imagination. And with the help of ESA, "a hit parade in which each letter is placed according to the frequency of its use in the French language," Bauby did so. Visitors, and eventually his editor, would read each letter aloud and he would blink at the right one. Slowly--painstakingly-- words, sentences, paragraphs and even this graceful book emerged.
Bauby relays the horrors and small graces of his struggle, which range from awaking one day to discover his right eye being sewn shut to realising the significance of Father's Day, a holiday previously absent from his family's "emotional calendar": "Today we spent the whole of the symbolic day together, affirming that even a rough sketch, a shadow, a tiny fragment of a dad is still a dad." The author makes it clear that being locked in doesn't kick open the doors of perception, but The Diving Bell and the Butterfly is nonetheless a celebration of life. Jean Dominique-Bauby died of a heart attack on March 9, 1997, two days after his book was published in France.
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Jean-Domonique Bauby joutui aivohalvauksen kohteeksi joulukuussa 1995, jonka johdosta hänen viimeinen elinvuotensa kului sairaalassa. Hän pystyi liikuttamaan päätään hieman, ja kommunikoi räpsyttelemällä vasenta silmäänsä. Näin hän sitten onnistui sanelemaan tämän kirjan avustajalleen. Bauby kuvaa kauniilla proosalla arkista elämäänsä ennen ja jälkeen aivohalvauksen, ja kutsuu lukijan yllättävänkin syvälle locked in-syndroomaiseen ruumiiseensa. Hän o"
“There's a comment on the back of the novel that says it's remarkable. I tend to agree although it's not remarkable in the sense you would say a book is. It's not remarkable in the writing style, the character work, the story line. Remarkable to me is 1984 and this is no 1984. Yes I'm aware that I'm comparing a non fiction to a fiction but I honestly can't think of any remarkable biographies.
What is remarkable about this novel is how it came into being. You can't help but think about this man lying there being unable to move except for one eyelid. You have more of a tendency to appreciate his every word and the effort that went into it knowing how he dictated it. For those that don't know about Bauby, he had Locked in Syndrome and was only able to communicate via blinking which ” read more
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