WN: By the way, the Occupy movement, are they still out there? In the snow? AG: Good question. I’ll have to go and take a look. But I’m pretty sure they are. It seems to me that you wouldn’t let yourself be scared off by a little snow.
The genre label “literary journalism” may be most appropriate for the journalism that seeks truths, rather than realities. In the case of Grunberg, then, what he said in a 2009 interview on Dutch television makes perfect sense: that his pieces about his life as a chambermaid or with soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan do not fall under the heading of journalism. All is literature, with Grunberg: a search for truth.
Since 2002, Flemish author Herman Brusselmans has regularly commented on Grunberg, both in his novels and in interviews.
A novel about disenchanted young heroes trying to make sense of a senseless world.
Interviewer: Thank you very much for your time. Did you like this interview? Grunberg: Yes, very much, and you?
Grunberg for president!
Earlier this year, in Nijmegen, I had the honor of receiving the Kellendonk Prize. I believe that in the word of thanks I read on that occasion I said almost everything I care to say about the joy and discomfort that winning literary prizes summons up in an author. It would be callous of me to read aloud that word of thanks here again, although, without meaning to sound arrogant, the text does come highly recommended.
I don’t think that my vitamin allergy agrees with you.
Productivity? Discipline? It’s no different from what you need if you plan to win Wimbledon or carry out a successful military campaign.
When Arnon Grunberg will speak again, I will listen.