“The Boivins brought me back to Donnacona to tell me that my mum was dead. I remember that I was drinking a glass of tomato juice when they told me, and that there was nothing else to be said.”
“The worst thing was, afterwards, I told myself it was my fault. I’d wanted to seduce him.”
At the end of every year, The Guardian newspaper in England asks a range of publishers to pick their hits and misses. Last year, we began a new tradition of…
“She stays silent for the time it takes to determine that there are two dots, and then to find the words to defuse the bomb she’s about to drop. I pretend to listen but I’m already gone.”
Quelque chose en moi choisit le coup de poing is an essay on the expression of the self followed by a series of very short plays. Here are two of them.
An interview with author, professor, and publisher Pierre-Luc Landry.