“There’s a strange beauty to the melancholy. Things are grotty but never gritty; realistic and unbelievable all at once.”
It has the feel of a road trip, or at least of a journey of discovery, of self-exploration, of star-gazing and navel-gazing. This novel belongs firmly in the camp of “international” literature to come out of Quebec.
“La fée des balcons is a pre-coming-of-age story buoyed by its indomitable narrator and beautiful, tender writing.”