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Colette, the creator of Claudine, Cheri and Gigi, and one of France's outstanding writers, had a long, varied and active life. She was born in Burgundy in 1873, into a home overflowing with dogs, cats and children, and educated at the local village school. At the age of twenty she was brought to Paris by her first husband, the notorious Henry Gauthiers-Villars (Willy), writer and critic. By dint of locking her in her room, Willy forced Colette to write her first novels (the Claudine sequence), which he published under his name. They were an instant success. But their marriage (chronicled in Mes Apprentissages) was never happy and Colette left him in 1906. She spent the next six years on the stage - an experience, like that of her early childhood, which would provide many of the themes for her work. She remarried (Julie de Carneilham 'is as close a reckoning with the elements of her second marriage as he ever allowed herself'), later divorcing her second husband, by whom she had a daughter. In 1935 she married Maurice Goudeket, with whom she lived until her death in 1954. With the publication of Cheri (1920) Colette's place as one of France's prose masters became assured. Although she became increasingly crippled with arthritis, she never lost her intense preoccupation with everything around her. 'I cannot interest myself in anything that is not life.' She said; and, to a young writer, 'Look for a long time at what pleases you, and longer at what pains you'. Her rich and supple prose, with its sensuous detail and sharp psychological insights, illustrates that personal philosophy. Her writing runs to fifteen volumes, novels, portraits, essays and a large body of autobiographical prose. She was the first woman President of the Academie Goncourt, and when she died was given a state funeral and buried in Pere-Lachaise cemetery in Paris.
""Her sensual prose style made her one of the great writers of twentieth-century France"" New York Times Book Review ""A perfectionist in her every word"" Spectator ""Her prose is rich, flawless, intricate, audacious and utterly beautiful"" -- Raymond Mortimer ""Everything that Colette touched became human"" The Times
