bbA fable, parable, and confession, the second novel from the acclaimed author of iThe Meursault Investigationi pays homage to the essential need for fiction and to the insolent freedom afforded by an adopted language.bb pHaving lost his mother and been shunned by his father, Zabor grows up in the company of books, which afford him a new language. Ever since he can remember, he has been convinced that he has a gift if he writes, he will stave off death those captured in the sentences of his notebooks will live for longer. Like a kind of inverted Scheherazade saving his fellow men, he experiments night after night with the delirious power of the imagination. pOn this particular evening, all the progeny of his stepmother come knocking at the door his father is going to die and perhaps only Zabor is capable of delaying the fateful moment. Sitting next to the father who has ostracized him, the son writes compulsively, retracing an existence characterized by strangeness, abandonment, and hu