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He was said ” publisher despite him “, will go down in history this job as one who has dared to break a taboo in the twentieth century and the work of Sade out of Hell, in which it was put away, by publishing under his name, where a sensational trial in 1958 which led to reducing censorship in France. As a writer, he was also the author of a Historical Anthology of erotic readings, from antiquity to the present day , published in five volumes in stock from 1979 to 2001
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Publishing is a business that he met a young age, auspiciously but at a very troubled time. Born April 8, 1926 in Paris, near Montmartre, the young Jean-Jacques Pauvert was a mediocre student in high school Lakanal Sceaux, though already a big player. Born into a family of intellectuals, with a paternal grandfather, a professor at the school and an Alsatian mother’s great-uncle André Salmon, friend of Apollinaire and Max Jacob, he was taken in just 15 years in the office of Gaston Gallimard, by his journalist father who knew him at the end of 1941 “So, sir, so you want to work in the book? “, the apostrophe editor Proust. This is the prologue of Crossing the book , the first volume of the memoirs of Jean-Jacques Pauvert stops in 1968 (Viviane Hamy, 2004).
This first meeting will be followed by many others. The boy was silent, but says nodded. In the early days of 1942, here are powered apprentice seller at Gallimard bookstore boulevard Raspail. “I was a bit in the situation of a teenager in love flowers we made overnight courier at Interflora ‘, he wrote. Soon the teen is comfortable in this environment. In his appetite for reading now combines the physical love of books. Besides shopping and various small trades, he devotes himself to the bibliophile and is his first surrealist library. It also serves as a courier for the Resistance and becomes trapped three months Tours because of a leaflet that was lying in his pockets.
He unconsciousness her sixteenth birthday and met numerous . “You entered like a mill the NRF (Gallimard was not told at the time). I was walking in the hallways and I opened the doors of Paulhan or Queneau “. He would see Camus “beautiful face Mediterranean philosopher” in his small office in the attic. He crosses Marcel Ayme, Montherlant, Sartre, Genet, with whom he sympathizes. It was also during the Second World War he reads in the mantle, Hundred Twenty Days of Sodom , Donatien de Sade, in a collection off trade. It’s a shock, ‘kind of physical shock “, as later wrote Annie Le Brun, who decides his future vocation.
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In 1945, he founded The Palimugre, they think first as a magazine, before he became a publishing house and a bookstore. This obscure word, out of the brain of Jean-Jacques Pauvert one morning upon awakening, does not mean anything, but it sounds good and he keeps it. At 19, he also wrote a manifesto in which he claims: “We did not want to get involved. We do not have the spirit of sacrifice. We do not have a sense of duty. We have no respect for the dead. We want to live. Is it so difficult? The world will soon be in the hands of the secret police and directors of conscience. Everything will be engaged. All serve. But we? we do not want useless. “
Editions of Palimugre will turn into Jean-Jacques Pauvert editions and editions in Pauvert, definitely times by Hachette in 1979 Editor budding can be proud of its first titles Explanation of The Stranger , Jean-Paul Sartre and In women , Montherlant. With a group of friends, which include Bernard Gheerbrandt, La Hune bookstore, he meets a girl Christiane Sauviats. Mother of three of his children, Christiane Pauvert (died in 2008) will become the precious auxiliary editions that bear his name. Other discoveries or rediscoveries following: The Good of Jean Genet, The Thief by Georges Darien, The Blue sky by Georges Bataille. He successfully began a republication of Littre, fell into the public domain, under a new format, which takes the name of Littre-Pauvert.
During the winter of 1953-54, he was contacted by an old friend Jean Paulhan who gave him a manuscript entitled Story of O , in a Pauline Reage and assures him that he is not the author. This classic erotica – written by a woman – was panned by right-thinking press, Nouvel Observateur Express . The editor will twenty years left the draw, before one learns the identity of the author, Dominique Aury’s very discreet, Paulhan mistress and secretary of the NRF. The book is not to be sold to minors.
Jean-Jacques Pauvert, “Donatien de Sade takes a single enormous place, not only in French literature, but universal. “ The decision was made: he intends to edit in all the work – yet forbidden – Sade, in his name. It begins with the History Juliet from 1947 to 1949 All her friends crying daredevil: he faces jail. Critics are dumb, the booksellers sulk. “No such literature at home” , said Corti, while trying to place a few volumes in the library of the Medici street. He perseveres. On the right, is accused of demoralizing the youth left to contaminate ordinary women by the vices of bourgeois. Dragged to court suspended his civil rights, but defended by the best lawyer at the time, Mr. Maurice Boy expert censorship laws, he nevertheless completed his business in 1955.
In 1958 Court of Appeal says “Sade is a writer worthy of the name” : The Divine Marquis is finally recognized. At the same time, the court confirmed the conviction of Pauvert without fines or destruction of books. In short, this landmark judgment, after “eleven years of struggle in the dark” defines for the first time the existence of literature for adults. Jean-Jacques Pauvert can continue editing Sade without hindrance.
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“I was a remarkable typographer “, he wrote. In his love of books, Pauvert attaches great importance to the form of books. “The French books were of incredible ugliness. (…) I had to principle, even in the 1970s, never to do two books under the same blanket. When we created the collection “ Freedoms ” Jean-François Revel, Pierre Faucheux did a cover kraft paper, with a black band and large print on the cover. Volumes are sought after today, but many booksellers do not want it at the time. “
magazine Bizarre which he used in 1955, the editor Eric Losfeld, Pauvert multiplies blows and discover new talents as Chaval Topor or Sine. He devoted special issues to “case Rimbaud” or Raymond Roussel which republishes Impressions of Africa . In parallel, he created the International Library of erotology and gives free rein to his love for surrealism. He became close to André Breton, who is the man of letters who had the greatest impact. One of his proudest achievements was to publish for the first time in full, the different Manifestos of Surrealism . In 1963, he resumed Foam days that Gallimard had dropped and became the editor of the main works of Boris Vian.
shooter edition Franc he never joined the National Union of publishing, Pauvert liked to say aloud uncomfortable truths. In 1965, he gave a resounding maintenance – still current – the weekly Candide on the industrialization of publishing: “No, this is not the edition is sick, it is the publishers. Never did the books sold so well, and they would sell twice better yet, if we did not publish anything. “ But unlike the boss Midnight Jérôme Lindon, with whom he had bought a van to tour booksellers in Britain in 1955, he let himself be carried away by success. In 1972, he even had the Goncourt with Hawk Maheux, Jean Carrière, while his house was on the verge of bankruptcy. Before that he had sold the rights in 1969 Butterfly Robert Laffont, because he did not like the author, but retained a percentage of sales.
his life, Jean-Jacques Pauvert dared all, many won, so lost is the rule of a job where the talent is dealing with luck. In 1973, he sold a majority stake of his house Hachette and finally retired in 1979 Publisher atypical in a hushed profession, he ignited many minds, but his legend remains engraved, no more judge n ‘off its name in French literature
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