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After a series of strokes left her with aphasia, the woman whose identity rested on words spoke garbled, substituted or invented language and grew frustrated, suspicious and volatile until she died. Her son, the writer Tom Lanoye, recorded this decline and set it beside her earlier vivid life.
Turning a real mother into literary material is framed as both homage and appropriation. The writer gains the power of language at the very moment the subject loses hers, and so imposes a shape she can no longer contest. The book stages this guilt openly instead of resolving it, admitting that the portrait serves the author's craft as much as her memory.
The son got his love of performance, rhetoric and theatricality from his mother's stagecraft and talk. Reading her aphasia as the source of language running dry, while the heir becomes a professional wordsmith, turns a medical decline into a story of transmission. What the parent gave is exactly what illness takes back from her.
The book tests whether language, including literary language, can capture a person and a death. It concludes that it cannot fully do so and has to keep circling, revising and doubting itself. Admitting that the portrait falls short becomes the most honest way to render her, so the gap between words and a life is shown rather than hidden.