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The Girl Who Was Saturday Night
On sale
19th March 2015
Price: £9.99
‘Like Angela Carter, she is relentlessly inventive’ Sunday Times
‘Entrancing and antic and sensual as a dream’ Guardian
The second novel by the author of The Lonely Hearts Hotel
Longlisted for the Baileys Prize 2015
At birth, Nouschka forms a bond with her twin that can never be broken.
At six, she’s the child star daughter of Quebec’s most famous musician.
At sixteen, she’s a high-school dropout kicking up with her beloved brother.
At nineteen, she’s the Beauty Queen of Boulevard Saint-Laurent.
At twenty, she’s back in night school. And falling for an ex-convict.
And it’s all being filmed by a documentary crew.
‘Entrancing and antic and sensual as a dream’ Guardian
The second novel by the author of The Lonely Hearts Hotel
Longlisted for the Baileys Prize 2015
At birth, Nouschka forms a bond with her twin that can never be broken.
At six, she’s the child star daughter of Quebec’s most famous musician.
At sixteen, she’s a high-school dropout kicking up with her beloved brother.
At nineteen, she’s the Beauty Queen of Boulevard Saint-Laurent.
At twenty, she’s back in night school. And falling for an ex-convict.
And it’s all being filmed by a documentary crew.
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Reviews
Delightfully bizarre ...The author stuns with the vivid descriptions and metaphors that are studded throughout the book
An exuberantly written coming-of-age story ... Flashbulb-bright and memorable ... Nicolas and Nouschka are the beautiful, frozen, fetishised symbols of separatist Quebec. As they try to wrench themselves into being, their story is as entrancing and antic and sensual as a dream
Heather O'Neill does it again! The Girl Who Was Saturday Night is full of quaking love and true sadness, family rackets, heart attacks, feral cats of all sorts, risky trysts, and reeling abandon. O'Neill's voice is singular, brave, magical, and bursting with stark beauty
Vivid and poignant . . . A deeply moving and troubling novel . . . Bombards the reader with piercing observations and magical imagery . . . Full of pathos, spirit and overwhelmingly, an iridescent innocence
Baby, like Holden Caulfield of Catcher in the Rye, is totally believable . . . It will be interesting to see how [Heather O'Neill] next uses her powers of observation, understanding and narrative skills
O'Neill's vivid prose owes a debt to Donna Tartt's The Little Friend . . . the book's final pages are tear-jerkingly effective
Freewheeling novel strewn with whimsical details . . . Noushka's tough-talking vulnerability will make you want to stick by her side as she finds her way in life
No one's depiction of the shady side of life is as luminous - or as heart-wrenching - as Heather O'Neill's
Well-constructed book full of poetic quirks . . . Her characters are personifications of Montreal and a dark mirror of celebrity culture
An exuberantly written coming-of-age story . . . Flashbulb-bright and memorable . . . Nicolas and Nouschka are the beautiful, frozen, fetishised symbols of separatist Quebec. As they try to wrench themselves into being, their story is as entrancing and antic and sensual as a dream
Freewheeling novel strewn with whimsical details . . . Nouschka's tough-talking vulnerability will make you want to stick by her side as she finds her way in life
Book of the Week. Well-constructed book full of poetic quirks . . . Her characters are personifications of Montreal and a dark mirror of celebrity culture
Heather O'Neill does it again! The Girl Who Was Saturday Night is full of quaking love and true sadness, family rackets, heart attacks, feral cats of all sorts, risky trysts, and reeling abandon. O'Neill's voice is singular, brave, magical, and bursting with stark beauty
No one's depiction of the shady side of life is as luminous - or as heart-wrenching - as Heather O'Neill's
Delightfully bizarre . . . what really shines here is O'Neill's writing. The author stuns with the vivid descriptions and metaphors that are studded throughout . . . A coming-of-age story with a working-class, reality TV twist