In the End They Told Them All to Get Lost



In the End They Told Them All to Get LostWe Re Never Quite Sure What Made Chlo Take A Flight To An Unnamed Country In South America.This Series Of Short Vignettes Provides A Glimpse Of Chlo S Scattered Thoughts As She Attempts To Adjust To Life In A New Setting Amidst The Quirky Observational Humour Of Her Internal Monologue, A Story Of Loneliness Emerges, As She Tries For The Most Part, Unsuccessfully To Form Meaningful Connections With The People She Meets, And Does Her Best To Avoid, In Her New Surroundings At Times Biting And Sarcastic, At Times Beautiful And Reflective, This Debut Novel Takes An Intimate Look At Depression And Life, With A Sharp And Witty Narrator Who Rides The Line Between Self Aware And Self Deprecating A Quirky, Sweet Story Of Overcoming Hopelessness And Finding Human Connection.

Laurence Leduc Primeau vit et travaille Montr al Elle s int resse l intime et aux craques dans le r el, tente de croire la magie Elle cherche le silence dans les mots, et paradoxalement , le dire De l criture, elle aime le vertige.Elle a publi Zoologies etla fin ils ont dit tout le monde d aller se rhabiller, ainsi que des nouvelles.Elle tente, aussi, de laisser ici des traces des livres qu elle a aim s.

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  • Paperback
  • 168 pages
  • In the End They Told Them All to Get Lost
  • Laurence Leduc-Primeau
  • English
  • 14 June 2017
  • 1771861746

10 thoughts on “In the End They Told Them All to Get Lost

  1. Amélie says:

    Le plus difficile perdre, ce sont les images Molles, elles tra nent et collent ma peau Je les arrache mais elles viennent en lambeaux, et se reconstruisent Un rien les rappelle Les odeurs aussi sont insidieuses Il faut partir l o la vie ne sent pas ce qu on veut oublier p 16 Oh que j ai aim ce livre Qui est l image de son titre d une po sie d cal e, toujours mi chemin entre l absurdement ordinaire le doucement beau, qui cligne de l oeil dans la grande lumi re trempe ses Le plus difficile perdre, ce sont les images Molles, elles tra nent et collent ma peau Je les arrache mais elles viennent en lambeaux, et se reconstruisent Un rien les rappelle Les odeurs aussi sont insidieuses Il faut partir l o la vie ne sent pas ce qu on veut oublier p 16 Oh que j ai aim ce livre Qui est l image de son titre d une po sie d cal e, toujours mi chemin entre l absurdement ordinaire le doucement beau, qui cligne de l oeil dans la grande lumi re trempe ses cils dans les petites larmes stupides qui nous chappent, parfois, quand tout est trop de choses en m me temps.Dansla fin ils ont dit tout le monde d aller se rhabiller, il y a une narratrice, Chlo il y a un chien laid dans un appartement humide une tache sur un mur, soigneusement encercl e d un trait de marqueur noir une ville sud am ricaine qui ne se d voile jamais tout fait il y a des gens, quelques uns, des questions, plusieurs, l empreinte d un chagrin immense, qui rend la fuite impossible mais n cessaire Ce n est pas une histoire lin aire, mais plut t une s rie de vignettes qui, mises bout bout, reconstruisent des moments les explorent Ce sont des tableaux que j ai lus de fa on compulsive, s rement trop vite, parce que j avais toujours h te de voir contre quelle gale leurs ongles iraient r cler, quel bout de peau rose vif ils d couvriraient.C est, en surface, le r cit d un garement suite une grande d ception mais cette peine l , m me si elle p se sur le roman, pr f re se laisser deviner Rester en filigrane C est la description d une tristesse tellement grande qu elle d laisse l avant sc ne elle n en a plus besoin Elle se coule en vous laisse les choses autour s craser c est pr cis ment cette impression diffuse de post fin du monde, quand on pense que le pire est pass mais qu on le sent encore vibrer dans nos os, que Laurence Leduc Primeau saisit si bien Elle n aborde pas la source de la grande lassitude existentielle de sa narratrice, mais elle croque les fa ons dont elle se glisse dans son quotidien Elle parle des ondes de choc plut t que de l picentre le livre devient poignant dans ce qu il s acharne ne pas dire tout en ne cessant jamais d tre tonnant d capant dr le, dr le d un humour qui pointe du doigt l insignifiante petitesse du monde, qui ne rechigne presque pas devant la gr ce improbable d une m che de cheveux tragique, d une toune de Beau Dommage dans un creux secret de l oreille, d une toile indescriptible dans un squat labyrinthique D un beau d cousu intempestif, mettons

  2. Jim says:

    Laurence Leduc Primeau was born and raised in Montreal She is interested in intimacy and cracks in the real, tries to believe in magic So says the tiny bio over at Gallimard s website It could easily be talking about the heroine of her first novel, Chlo Duclos, a young woman who, for us and, for much of the time, herself , exists only in the present Her backstory is almost non existent but a few things can be gleaned she has relocated from Quebec in Canada to an unnamed Spanish speaking Laurence Leduc Primeau was born and raised in Montreal She is interested in intimacy and cracks in the real, tries to believe in magic So says the tiny bio over at Gallimard s website It could easily be talking about the heroine of her first novel, Chlo Duclos, a young woman who, for us and, for much of the time, herself , exists only in the present Her backstory is almost non existent but a few things can be gleaned she has relocated from Quebec in Canada to an unnamed Spanish speaking country most likely in South America she has come alone she is at least fifteen The key he hands me weighs four tons An old timey key like in the movies, made for opening treasure chests I go in He looks at the state of my clothes and lends me a T shirt In it, I m fifteen but, later, we discover she s older which makessense but I would ve liked to know that sooner because it paints a whole different picture she has attempted suicide Adriana s making out with a new boy in the living room Her nails blood red Red like the scar that s still on the inside of my wrist That s not true It isn t red like blood or red like her nails It s white White and smooth But I still see it as red, as though it hadn t healed at all since that afternoon The day I squeezed a tourniquet around my arm and opened it with a box cutter I had this deep conviction that it wouldn t bleed Blood is for the living but we never learn why because Chlo never talks about the past and no one seems to be interested in asking pertinent questions or if they they probably do they re asked off page.In a QA masquerading as an interview Laurence talks about the main theme of the book, culture shock This book was built, from its first iteration, around the idea of being uprooted as a revelation or an amplification of the self Exploring what the foreign makes possible this exacerbation of emotions, once the reference points, the routine, the known, vanish Liberated or ripped from these bonds that make up daily life and regulate it, delineate it , Chlo , left to her own devices, lives each banality, each event,intensely Her internal state becomesclearly visible,easily explorable We might even say that it takes up all the space The culture shock exposes and rips open what the familiar has allowed us to camouflage over time From oneself, from others Madness, suffering, and fear, notably But also what keeps art, friendship, and curiosity alive We could ask ourselves if Chlo is running from herself or if she is running from the relationships and obligations that, precisely, prevent her from finding herself, by creating a space free of expectations where she can process her trauma QC FICTIONIt doesn t explain why following the trauma in her past she would set out on a journey that was guaranteed to exacerbate her feelings of depression and loneliness although if we treat the whole book as a metaphor it makes sense Everyone s crazy here That s why I came Having been depressed for lengthy periods I know only too well how hard it is to communicate with those around me and the idea of talking to a stain on the wall whom Chlo names Betty or a dog who remains unnamed for the length of the book makes total sense to me.Clowndog, Kloundog, Klog, Clawg Conedog, Cog, Coggie I ll come up with a name for you one of these days The not dwelling on the past I don t get so much I get not wanting to dwell on the past but I don t get how she manages it.What most readers, including myself, have struggled with is the broken narrative From one vignette can t really call them chapters to the next you ve no idea where you are in relation to what you ve just read You could be in the same scene or later on or somewhere else or rarely back in the past I get why the author would choose to do this but I didn t like it and I thinkis lost than gained Same with the quotation marks or, to be clear, the lack thereof never going to give in of that one.This isn t the hardest book to read but that doesn t make it an easy read especially when the sections are so short, occasionally only a couple of lines, and then you re off God alone know where On the plus side this is quite an effective character study and not without humour, often self deprecating As depressed as I ve been I ve never lost my sense of humour, if anything it was sharpened.The ending will likely be the thing that disappoints most readers because although we re willing to wade through all kinds of shit we really don t like to be short changed at the end and that s what happens here You re not gonna open it Emilio hands me the envelope from across the room, shakes it A padded brown envelope With a lot of stamps A mischievous look on his face, Chlo , you have mail How is that possible Something overwhelming comes over me, a mix of too much of everything I m suddenly in another room far far away from here Headrush, I need to sit down No, we never find out what s in the envelope and half a dozen pages later the book just stops Does it matter how she got there, to South America I mean, or why she chose there or what happened back in Canada In the end all a lost person really need is to be found And does Chlo find herself In the end she finds something if only in the palm of her hand A lot of lines, that s a good sign Success in these curves Some crosses, but nothing too bad A long life line here, deep Look, all full of what would you like your life to be full of

  3. Maude Fleurent says:

    Amour tait le pire de tous les mots Celui qui ne pardonne pas Celui qu il faut viter tout prix si on tient sa vie Un livre sans r elle r ponse qui explore tout ce qui est autour et o il faut lire entre les lignes mais personne ne saura jamais la vrai v rit.

  4. James Fisher says:

    I ve reviewed all of QC Fiction s books, and this one was the most inaccessible one, at least for me A woman, Chloe Duclos goes to Columbia for a psychological holiday but she never sees a psychologist or psychoanalyst She lives in a sort of hostel with Betty, a stain on the wall that she communicates with Sort of She does make friends and even learns Spanish I recommend reading it in one sitting to get the whole scope of Chloe s experience You may not understand it, but you ll have read I ve reviewed all of QC Fiction s books, and this one was the most inaccessible one, at least for me A woman, Chloe Duclos goes to Columbia for a psychological holiday but she never sees a psychologist or psychoanalyst She lives in a sort of hostel with Betty, a stain on the wall that she communicates with Sort of She does make friends and even learns Spanish I recommend reading it in one sitting to get the whole scope of Chloe s experience You may not understand it, but you ll have read something quite different than anything you ve read before

  5. Sarah Jeane says:

    J adore les ditions de ta m re Ce livre avait une criture originale J ai bien aim en g n ral

  6. Laure says:

    Dans la fin ils ont dit tout le monde d aller se rhabiller, on ne sait pas pourquoi Chlo s vade en Am rique latine Il existe plein de raisons pour tourner le dos quelque chose, a pourrait tre la m me que la v tre En tout cas, Chlo refuse de nous donner des motifs, de faire partie d un r cit Elle passe son temps.La suite ici Dans la fin ils ont dit tout le monde d aller se rhabiller, on ne sait pas pourquoi Chlo s vade en Am rique latine Il existe plein de raisons pour tourner le dos quelque chose, a pourrait tre la m me que la v tre En tout cas, Chlo refuse de nous donner des motifs, de faire partie d un r cit Elle passe son temps.La suite ici

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