Heather O'Neill is one of those authors who has this majestically mysterious aura about her. Part of it might have to do with the fact that it's been almost ten years since her first novel, Lullabies for Little Criminals, came out, to momentous critical and commercial success.
Now O'Neill is back with her eagerly awaited novel The Girl Who Was Saturday Night, a coming of age story once again set in Montreal. "Nineteen years old, free of prospects, and inescapably famous, the twins Nicholas and Nouschka Tremblay are trying to outrun the notoriety of their father, a French-Canadian Serge Gainsbourg with a genius for the absurd and for winding up in prison." (Goodreads).
The book has already received reviews praising O'Neill's writing style. Kirkus brings up the "vivid descriptions and metaphors that are studded throughout the book... O'Neill’s writing grows ever more distinct and direct.” (Kirkus). Marjorie Celona, author of Y, had this to say:
“In her indelible portrait of troubled but lovable twin picaros Nouschka and Nicolas Tremblay, Heather O’Neill beautifully depicts what it’s like to burn a little brighter than everyone else. A book for those of us who feel too much, The Girl Who Was Saturday Night perfectly captures the sad, strange moment when you realize you’re no longer young.”
Montreal lovers/residents will feel beautifully represented by O'Neill, our golden girl. Whether it's the summertime party mode the city gets into, "having been temporarily granted clemency by the winter" or the minus god-knows-what-digit temperatures being to blame for all the sex everyone's having. "The roses in everyone's cheeks made them seem way more appealing than they actually were." O'Neill makes all of Montreal's charming grubbiness shine.
We're of course so excited to be hosting the Montreal launch for The Girl Who Was Saturday Night on Saturday, May 10th, 7pm at the Rialto Hall. Tickets are still available, so book 'em while we got 'em, and celebrate Heather O'Neill with the rest of the city.