Amélie Nothomb wants her last wishes to be respected, however far-fetched they may be. The successful writer wants this surprising object to be with her in her grave…
Amélie Nothomb will always surprise us… Recently guest of What an era!the show hosted by Léa Salamé, the 58-year-old writer confided that she collects an unexpected object, to say the least, that she wants to have by her side when she is buried!
Amélie Nothomb, this funny object that she collects: “I want to be buried with…”
Amélie Nothomb definitely doesn’t do anything like everyone else! The eccentric writer, known for her extravagant hats and her fascinating world, recently revealed a surprising detail about her last wishes. “I collect broken umbrellas“, she admitted seriously. But the most unusual thing is that she wants to take them with her to the afterlife! “I want to be buried with a lot of things, with broken umbrellas, but also with a bottle of Dom Pérignon 2003“, she revealed.
Faced with the curiosity that her confidences aroused, the writer of the play Fuels immediately tempered the mystery with a joke. “You can never be too careful!” she said. It is therefore impossible to know more about the reasons for this choice, as eccentric as it is intriguing.
Amélie Nothomb lied about her mother’s death
If the most famous Belgian novelist knows how to handle irony when it comes to her own death, it is quite different for those she loved. This is particularly the case for her mother, whose disappearance she had such difficulty accepting. The writer even preferred to hide her death, going so far as to lie about the real reason for her absence. “When my mother died, words wouldn’t come out of my mouth. When people asked me about my mother, I lied, I said, ‘She’s doing great.’” she explained on the set of C to you last September.
In his latest book, So much the betterpublished by Albin Michel, she pays a moving tribute to her mother, Danièle Scheyven, who died on February 11, 2024. An extraordinary mother in the eyes of Amélie Nothomb. “I think my mother set the bar too high. She was such a great mother“, confides Amélie Nothomb in this work which serves as much a cry of love as a literary therapy.
