“Autobiography of the alien” by Marie-Ève Lacasse: find yourself with the literature

«Autobiographie de l’étranger» de Marie-Ève Lacasse: se retrouver grâce à la littérature

Part of Quebec for the past 17 years, Marie-Ève Lacasse questioned on his identity, on the reasons for the push off from, never to return, and on all the changes that have occurred in his life over the past few years. In his fifth book, Autobiography of the stranger, she tries to understand the world that has made it, and examines its relationship to the body, to love, to motherhood, to the literature.

Attachment in Paris during the confinement period, Marie-Ève Lacasse discusses his new book with a lot of kindness. With a plume, a beautiful, sensitive and clear, it addresses various themes : the quest for identity, love, family life and the role of a mother, the impact of the fractures. Of universal themes.

As an artist, she said, she wanted to explore a new way of writing, which fits in a different vein than before.

“It is much closer to the fiction and much closer to the truth from the first person, something I’m much prohibited until now, for different reasons. I wanted to be loved, I wanted to protect mine, I wanted to be hidden in the fiction.”

At one point, this book has imposed itself. “I did everything I could not to do it and I started to write it, almost against my will, as a sort of side project.” She didn’t know if this project would take the form of a journal, a play, or something else.

“I tried to get closer to the greatest truth, even if it is a bit presumptuous, and to answer a question that is difficult for me : why am I part of it, and why I’m gone, and why I won’t go back.”

Self-discovery

For the little story, Marie-Ève Lacasse grew up in Ottawa and has left Quebec to settle in Paris, several years ago. She had to adapt. “It was the questions I didn’t answer, before you start this book, and now I have a little bit more. I think it is, at the end, a personal project of self-discovery, self – ambition, is the most noble in the writing. It is also a real literary project of exploring formal style.”

She is allowed to say things that are very personal, and to do so without compromise, “for the text, for literature, for my readers, she adds. It is kind of like a secret, something that I would say on the pillow. It is truly consider my readers as friends – people who I can talk to and that speak to me.”

Like many people, Marie-Eve said that there have been times in her life when she felt very alone. “The only time I felt less alone, it is by reading books by authors who spoke to me, in much the same way, in telling me their secrets. I think I wanted to do the same thing. Out of the loneliness by telling the flaws, which means that it feels flimsy, not up to par, disappointing or lousy. It is universal, I think.”

Changes

The crisis of the COVID-19 was led to change his relationship to his work, the money, and to rethink his way of life literature in the city. “I think the move the contest of national education to become a teacher of French, because I think if there is something that can be useful, it is the teaching, the education, the transmission of the language, the transmission of the beauty of literature.”

► Marie-Ève Lacasse was born in the Outaouais region.

► At age 14, she won a literary contest to which he has made to discover the France and she settled permanently in Paris after his studies at the Sorbonne.

► She has published Peggy in the headlights, special jury Prize, Simone Veil 2017.

Autobiography of the stranger is his fifth book.

EXTRACT

Autobiography of the foreign
Marie-Eve Lacasse. Flammarion Québec, 184 pages.”>

Autobiography of the foreign
Marie-Eve Lacasse. Flammarion Québec, 184 pages.

“I’ve never understood this expression of “home”, feel good “at home”. In France, I am foreign, but I’m foreign everywhere I go and I have found, alas, no place nor even any being with whom I can glimpse a form of rest. But what I discovered in writing is that there is no home. The house, this utopian setting as hoped, what are the books of others, and may be a little bit mine.”

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