“The Eclipse” by Sarah Bussy, read by Maélysse Sissoko, high school student – ​​Libération

Every week, a reader reviews a favorite. Today, a woman caught up in the north.

Have you ever wanted to leave, to run away? Have you ever looked at your life with an unbearable feeling of unfinished business, seeing only the many mistakes that led you to irreversible abandonment? Have you ever really dared to leave? This is what Camille does in Sarah Bussy's second novel, the Eclipseas wonderful, striking and icy as the first snows. During a walk in the forest with her husband and daughter, Camille decides – or rather, realizes – that her place is no longer in France, near her family and friends, but outside her own life; beyond the borders, ever further towards the north. Without saying anything, without warning anyone, Camille runs away, abandoning everything she had taken care of until now: family, work, love, stability and security. Her escape, incomprehensible but determined, leads her to where “the days are nothing more than vast twilights, or dawns, which stretch and drag around the spectral hours of noon.”

Each page freezes a little more. We read the Eclipse absolutely frozen in the face of the unknown into which Camille plunges, alone and surrounded by an indomitable nature, where we too have the impression of going in search of ourselves. Sarah Bussy guides us, with a delicate and contemplative pen, under starry skies, where “the snow offers a mirror to the moon. The lake sometimes seems lit from within, fluorescent, at the foot of a dormant and silent volcano, life