{"id":134,"date":"2015-03-19T12:56:42","date_gmt":"2015-03-19T11:56:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/julielimoges.wordpress.com\/?page_id=134"},"modified":"2015-03-19T12:56:42","modified_gmt":"2015-03-19T11:56:42","slug":"la-mere-de-toutes-les-meres","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/julie-limoges.fr\/?page_id=134","title":{"rendered":"La m\u00e8re de toutes les m\u00e8res"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Employ\u00e9 d’une raffinerie sur une plan\u00e8te recouverte de p\u00e9trole, Jean travaille chaque jour avec acharnement. D\u00e9sireux de rejoindre sa femme sur le point d’accoucher, il d\u00e9cide d’embarquer \u00e0 bord de la Go\u00e9lette.<\/p>\n

Il sait que le navire s’appr\u00eate \u00e0 braver l’interdiction de naviguer, en vigueur depuis les disparitions inexplicables de nombreux bateaux, mais son impatience l’aveugle.<\/p>\n

Alors que la travers\u00e9e se d\u00e9roule sans heurt sous l’atmosph\u00e8re \u00e9carlate et oppressante de ce monde, le comportement de certains passagers devient de plus en plus \u00e9trange.<\/p>\n

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\nExtrait : <\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab Je n’avais pas trois semaines \u00e0 perdre \u2014 Annabelle allait accoucher \u2014 et quand bien m\u00eame mes coll\u00e8gues m’avaient conseill\u00e9 de ne pas tenter le diable, j’avais accept\u00e9 l’offre de cet escroc d’Harvill.<\/span><\/p>\n

Neuf jours, pas un de plus ! Voil\u00e0 ce qu’il m’avait vendu !<\/span><\/p>\n

Cinq \u00e9taient pass\u00e9s, mais la Go\u00e9lette et son \u00e9quipage ne paraissaient pas devoir rejoindre les c\u00f4tes avant des ann\u00e9es. La paye et la promesse d’une arriv\u00e9e rapide m’avaient aveugl\u00e9 et, alors que je contemplais l’oc\u00e9an de p\u00e9trole, je r\u00e9alisais l’ampleur de mon erreur. \u00bb
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\nPour d\u00e9couvrir la nouvelle : <\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

Dans le cadre de l\u2019\u00e9v\u00e9nement “L’Invasion des Grenouilles”, vous trouverez le premier tiers de la nouvelle \u00e0 cette adresse<\/a> !<\/p>\n

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\nOn en parle : <\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab ENFIN une nouvelle de SF ! La premi\u00e8re et la derni\u00e8re, malheureusement. Enfin, j’ai cru au d\u00e9but qu’il s’agissait de SF, mais plus on s’enfonce dans le p\u00e9trole, plus on se rend compte qu’il s’agit plut\u00f4t de Fantastique. De l’horreur digne de Lovecraft (ou presque, il faut avouer qu’il est difficile \u00e0 \u00e9galer). \u00bb
\n(La Magie des Mots<\/a>)<\/p>\n

\u00ab Le\u00e7on n\u00b01 d’exobiologie…. heum, pardon, je m’\u00e9gare. Cette nouvelle trouve bien son public entre SF et horreur. Elle est assez efficace. On visualise tr\u00e8s bien les sc\u00e8nes. [\u2026] \u00bb
\n(Question SFFF<\/a>)<\/p>\n

\u00ab La m\u00e8re de toutes les m\u00e8res” part d’un postulat plut\u00f4t simpliste et discutable : une plan\u00e8te recouverte d’un vaste oc\u00e9an de p\u00e9trole et exploit\u00e9e par les humains. [\u2026]
\nHeureusement, l’histoire tient la route ou plut\u00f4t le cap. Jean d\u00e9sire se rendre en ville mais, faute de moyen, il emprunte un bateau au d\u00e9part de la station d’exploitation. Le capitaine est aux abonn\u00e9s absents, le Doc n’est qu’une brute \u00e9paisse, les autres passagers s’av\u00e8rent \u00e9tranges…
\nL’int\u00e9r\u00eat augmente au fil des pages, on glisse dans l’horreur et Julie Limoges d\u00e9passe le simple cadre que l’on imaginait au d\u00e9part, montrant ainsi qu’elle a du potentiel. \u00bb
\n(Fran\u00e7ois Schnebelen, Yozone<\/a>)<\/p>\n

\u00ab \u00c0 mi-chemin entre la Fantasy et le Space op, cette nouvelle devient int\u00e9ressante qu\u2019une fois le climax termin\u00e9. On suit des matelots, surtout un ouvrier voulant retrouver sa belle Anabelle, qui voguent sur une mer de p\u00e9trole (le r\u00eave Am\u00e9ricain ?)
\nLes personnages sont aussi moches (surtout la boule, le meilleur) qu\u2019int\u00e9ressants, et la mer aussi dangereuse que le p\u00e9trole. Une nouvelle appr\u00e9ciable, surtout gr\u00e2ce \u00e0 cette chute, celle qui m\u2019a le plus \u00e9pat\u00e9 dans ce num\u00e9ro. Auteure \u00e0 suivre. \u00bb
\n(Lewis Roy<\/a>)<\/p>\n

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\nO\u00f9 la trouver : <\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

Revue Etherval<\/a><\/p>\n

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Employ\u00e9 d’une raffinerie sur une plan\u00e8te recouverte de p\u00e9trole, Jean travaille chaque jour avec acharnement. 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