epigraph and fragments of an introduction
“Au milieu de l’hiver, j’apprenais enfin qu’il y avait en moi un été invincible.”
Albert Camus “Rétour à Tipasa” 1952
The working title of this story has as much to do with the circumstances under which it was written as it does with the subject matter. It will soon become clear that this is simply a Kekionga story, the “origin story” of an already familiar member of the cast. It isn’t really about spiders. At least it’s not planned to be about spiders at this point.
But it’s definitely a story about summer itself, and about how summer adventures shimmer when recalled in the sober, golden, spidery harvest light of September. Summer may be an inspiration, but then he you have to sit down and write.
And don’t worry—this is the last you’ll hear from any great French existentialist writers of the mid Twentieth Century. But why not start a September story with a reminder that no summer is more invincible than a summer in Kekionga?
Its September is pretty good too.
“In the middle of winter, I learned at last that I have within me an invincible summer.”
Albert Camus “Return to Tipasa” 1952