{"id":1900,"date":"2025-05-08T16:57:21","date_gmt":"2025-05-08T14:57:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ambassade-hotel-nl.ont.stuurlui.dev\/?post_type=blog&p=1900"},"modified":"2025-06-06T14:51:40","modified_gmt":"2025-06-06T12:51:40","slug":"annelies-verbeke","status":"publish","type":"blog","link":"https:\/\/ambassade-hotel-nl.ont.stuurlui.dev\/fr\/blog\/annelies-verbeke\/","title":{"rendered":"Annelies Verbeke"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Annelies Verbeke<\/h1>\n

Annelies Verbeke (b. Belgium, 1976) debuted with the international bestseller Sleep! (2003). Her work has been published in twenty-five countries and has frequently won prizes, including the F. Bordewijk Prize, the NRC Readers\u2019 Prize, the Opzij Literature Prize (for her novel Thirty Days), the J.M.A. Biesheuvel Prize, the Cutting Edge Award (for her short story collection, Hallelujah), the Flemish Debut Prize and the Golden Dog-Ear.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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What Remains<\/h3>\n

In March 2020, I was supposed to be a guest at the Cairo Literature Festival, together with my colleague, Ali Bader, and my first Arabic translation. The festival was postponed, and then cancelled \u2014 like so many.<\/p>\n

It was a consolation that my Thirty Days was recommended on the main table at one of the best bookstores in New York. But immediately after \u2014 Trump, super-spreaders, exponential growth, leaking loading spaces \u2014 the bookstore had to close its doors. But, before I could start to grumble about that, I lost my favourite New Yorker: my eighty-fiveyear- old mentor and friend, Milena Jelinek was struck down by the virus, and five days later, she was no longer here. We saw each other almost every year on a Greek island, and I visited her twice at home. Her sense of humour, her intelligence, her melancholy, her light, her sensational life. When I was twenty-five, she saw that I could do something, that I was someone, and she continued reading me in English and Czech. We recognised each other as \u2018lone ants\u2019 \u2014 her words. We never said goodbye.<\/p>\n

After that, one of my best Belgian friends died. It wasn\u2019t a good time to go into hospital for those who were already seriously weakened. He was so sensitive and dark, I still used to meet up with him, we often phoned. His voice. Grief frequently springs upon me like a wild animal.<\/p>\n

I finished off my Trains and Rooms, suppressed my panic about four months without any income, enjoyed the time that I crossed over the Dutch border, semi-clandestine, to see the editor, Ad, a friend and colleague, Inge, and the people from Wunderbaum, the actors\u2019 collective that I often write for, people that I travelled with. I saw their Work Harder, and by the end, I was floored with emotion: Wine Dierickx, in a clown\u2019s nose, rides the \u2018horse\u2019 Matijs Jansen \u2014 slow, heroic, splendidly lit: the arts and their power, their courage in barren times.<\/p>\n

It was disconcerting that an actual border had suddenly arisen between Belgium and the Netherlands. And yet, new Dutch friendships began within my walls \u2014 long live WhatsApp. Together with the writers\u2019 collective Fixdit, we decided to raise the profile of the work of female authors in the canon and the literary field. During my stay at the Ambassade Hotel, Jannah Loontjens and I recorded two Fixdit podcasts, one canal further along. I\u2019m so happy to have got to know her and the other Fixdit women (better). There are times for standing still or moving, ending or beginning \u2014 that remains.<\/p>\n

And while I enjoy my dessert that\u2019s brought by room service, and listen to the voices on a little boat in the canal, I think of something that Ali Bader once told me about our lifestyle: \u2018We are poor people who live like rich people.\u2019 Today, yes. Tomorrow, we\u2019ll see.<\/p>\n

View the column on\u00a0the website of \u2018Het Parool\u2019.<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n

What is a writers\u2019 hotel without writers? A pen without ink? For a period of six months in 2021, one author a week was invited to stay at the Ambassade Hotel and describe their writing lives at that time. Throughout the period May to November 2021, the newspaper Het Parool published the Writers\u2019 Hotel columns in its weekly Arts Section.<\/p>\n

Read more about\u00a0this column project\u00a0in collaboration with \u2018Het Parool\u2019.<\/p>\n

Would you like to stay at the writers\u2019 hotel as well? Enjoy a unique experience in the Ambassade Hotel\u00a0with these special offer packages\u00a0or come and admire the library after visiting our sunny\u00a0terrace on the Herengracht!<\/p>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":true},"blog_category":[],"class_list":["post-1900","blog","type-blog","status-publish","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ambassade-hotel-nl.ont.stuurlui.dev\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/blog\/1900","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ambassade-hotel-nl.ont.stuurlui.dev\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/blog"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ambassade-hotel-nl.ont.stuurlui.dev\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/blog"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ambassade-hotel-nl.ont.stuurlui.dev\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1900"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"blog_category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ambassade-hotel-nl.ont.stuurlui.dev\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/blog_category?post=1900"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}