Think back to a road trip you’ve taken. Grande Plaine IV is a bit like that road trip: funny and sweet, clever and heartfelt. Young.
A straightforward detective story full of great, gritty, and questionable characters quickly spins into a self-reflexive narrative, twisted in on itself.
Le sermon aux poissons is the first book in a Lisbon-based trilogy that loves nothing more than to blur the lines between myth and reality.
When, at the moment of her last rites, the priest asked my great-grandmother if she was afraid of death, she answered, “Death, Father, I have seen it 17 times.”
Nature has no secret plan. Nature is not a kind organizer. Nature doesn’t give a shit. She does her thing. Drops us through the hole, then waits.
Marc Séguin vividly describes the mundane but germane moments of being that make up a life.
We’d embed ourselves in the Canadian Forces like undercover journalists…beat them at their own game and come out with first-hand knowledge.
La porte du ciel is a bright patchwork. We follow “two little girls under the Louisiana sun, one brown as tea, the other white as milk,” through childhood, adolescence, and the American Civil War.
Love and friendship are at the heart of this first novel from filmmaker Julie Hivon as twenty-somethings struggle to shape their own lives, making something whole out of what’s left (ce qu’il en reste) of their pasts.