#heather oneill

[random-poetry-account]

[sandramiksaauthor]

Books That Made Me Want to Keep Writing (Top 10 Books of 2024)

[refeek]

I think she's sad because she never fell in love. Except she needn't worry, because love doesn't exist.

Heather O’Neill, The Lonely Hearts Hotel

[suivant-next]

“They say god created the universe in seven days, but there was actually an eighth day, and on this day god created all the strange things that have no purpose other than making life more awesome. “On the eighth day, god invented the sound of rain and electricity. He invented roses and tattoos of roses. He invented city beaches and goldfish. He invented spots on cheetahs and made the legs on women longer than they needed to be. He invented trumpet players and haikus. He invented tiny old men that serve espresso, and wild flowers in abandoned lots. He invented constellations and neon lights. He invented being ticklish and exaggerating. He invented snowflakes and dinosaur bones for us to dig up.”

-The Girl Who Was Saturday Night, by Heather O'Neill

[anoveldiscovery]

I was trying my best to straighten out my life, but I always ended up in the middle of some festive waste of time.

Heather O'Neill, The Girl Who Was Saturday Night

[iamqueerandgay]

I like this book

"Maybe there was something wrong with me. I wondered if I was one of those people who were doomed to always love the losers and the ridiculous"

"Other girls in my school knew what pop stars and television heroes to care about. Unlike them, I was completely lost when it came to knowing who to find attractive. Or at least my tastes differed vastly from theirs. I had no innate sense of who I was supposed to like. Nonetheless, I wanted to love someone as much as anyone else”

[wearetautology]

“The real first kiss is the one that tells you what it feels like to be an adult and doesn't let you be a child anymore. The first kiss is the one that you suffer the consequences of. It was as if I had been playing Russian roulette and finally got the cylinder with the bullet in it.”

 Lullabies for Little Criminals by Heather O'Neill

[lullabiesforlittlecriminals]

The Girl Who Was Saturday Night

Release Date: 06/05/2014

From the author of the international bestseller Lullabies for Little Criminals, a coming-of-age novel set on the seedy side of Montreal’s St. Laurent Boulevard

Gorgeous twins Noushcka and Nicolas Tremblay live with their grandfather Loulou in a tiny, sordid apartment on St. Laurent Boulevard. They are hopelessly promiscuous, wildly funny and infectiously charming. They are also the only children of the legendary Québécois folksinger Étienne Tremblay, who was as famous for his brilliant lyrics about working-class life as he was for his philandering bon vivant lifestyle and his fall from grace. Known by the public since they were children as Little Noushcka and Little Nicolas, the two inseparable siblings have never been allowed to be ordinary. On the eve of their twentieth birthday, the twins’ self-destructive shenanigans catch up with them when Noushcka agrees to be beauty queen in the local St. Jean Baptiste Day parade. The media spotlight returns, and the attention of a relentless journalist exposes the cracks in the family’s relationships. Though Noushcka tries to leave her family behind, for better or worse, Noushcka is a Tremblay, and when tragedy strikes, home is the only place she wants to be.

With all the wit and poignancy that made Baby such a beloved character in Lullabies for Little Criminals, O’Neill writes of an unusual family and what binds them together and tears them apart. The Girl Who Was Saturday Night is classic, unforgettable Heather O’Neill.