Yesterday, at the Hotel Clarendon

Yesterday, at the Hotel Clarendon

Yesterday at the Hotel Clarendon Carla Carlson is at the Hotel Clarendon in Quebec City trying to finish a novel Nearby a woman preoccupied with sadness and infatuated with her boss catalogues antiquities at the Museum of Civiliza

  • Title: Yesterday, at the Hotel Clarendon
  • Author: Nicole Brossard Susanne de Lotbinière-Harwood
  • ISBN: 9781552451502
  • Page: 315
  • Format: Hardcover
  • Carla Carlson is at the Hotel Clarendon in Quebec City trying to finish a novel Nearby, a woman, preoccupied with sadness and infatuated with her boss, catalogues antiquities at the Museum of Civilization Every night, the two women meet at the hotel bar and talk about childhood and parents and landscapes, about time and art, about Descartes and Francis Bacon and writinCarla Carlson is at the Hotel Clarendon in Quebec City trying to finish a novel Nearby, a woman, preoccupied with sadness and infatuated with her boss, catalogues antiquities at the Museum of Civilization Every night, the two women meet at the hotel bar and talk about childhood and parents and landscapes, about time and art, about Descartes and Francis Bacon and writing.When Yesterday, at the Hotel Clarendon appeared in French as Hier , the media called it the pinnacle of Brossard s remarkable forty year literary career From its intersection of four women emerges a kind of art installation, a lively read in which life and death and the vertigo of ruins tangle themselves together to say something about history and desire and art.

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    I owe a big thank you to Ali and The BURIED Book Club for bring Nicole Brossard's work to my attention. She's my favorite discovery of 2013 so far. I'm also embarrassed not to have known her work before. She's a poet and a novelist, a queer feminist who has been lauded in her native Canada. (You can watch her 2011 reading at Kelly Writers House at the University of Pennsylvania at the PennSound site at writing.upenn/pennsound/x/.) Nicole BrossardYesterday, at the Hotel Clarendon has been lauded [...]

    It’s true that reading is part of my life, that it brings me pleasure, but at the same time it burns me. From the inside. As if, encountering my nostalgia, it ignites an unbearable elation in me.The sanctity of past lies in the painting we draw every following day by dint of a color palette extracted from the precious moments which makes a yesterday. Small but significant details are steadily added with delicate brushstrokes and the image which emerges in the end becomes an integral part of ou [...]

    You don't read Brossard for plot, you read her for prose and form and theme, and maybe a dash of character in between. Words, dancing around within a jigsaw puzzle of their own, abstract, yet forward; in fact, for this reason, the second book of hers I read will be the experimental The Blue Books. After reading this, I felt like I did when I closed Pessoa's The Book of Disquiet, as if I'd been on a tour with a genius of observance, and her product had been our guide. To think, how much of life i [...]

    Each of four women suffering painful losses have found means of closing themselves off from themselves and in any meaningful way, others. Despite the focus jumping from one to the other every page or two, a flux respecting the self absorption each is entitled to in their quest for an emotional survival of avoidance, all is expressed and seen through the-narrators-eyes. She is also one of the four women and is placed as a main character in this story.Their set intellectual discourse, if veered of [...]

    Probably the Highest Average=Star Rating on gr. Full Fathom Five's what I see. Read it. Read her. Here's some books ::Our Lady of the FlowersTo the LighthouseParadisoL'ObéissanceBenito CerenoLe monde sur le flanc de la truiteThe EuguelionRunning in the FamilyThe Book of PrometheaHeroineChildhoodTomorrow in the Battle Think on MeMolloyCrossing the RiverThe Last of the African KingsTime RegainedThe First ManFortunyThe Little Girl Who Was Too Fond of MatchesDeath of VirgilFointainebleauLe soir du [...]

    I discovered Nicole Brossard through the book ‘One Hundred Great French Books’ by Lance Donaldson-Evans. Brossard’s ‘Baroque at Dawn’ was one of the books featured there. I found the description of the book interesting. Unfortunately, the English translation of the book was out of print and used copies were difficult to come by. So I did some research on other books by Nicole Brossard. I liked the plot outline of ‘Yesterday, at the Hotel Clarendon’. I got a used copy and finished r [...]

    Beautiful, poetic and profound. Deserves a proper review, which I hope to rise to once I have some time. Until then - please see Kris' review, which is wonderful and says it all really

    I just can't stand this book anymore. I read Picture Theory Picas Series a couple of years ago and I loved it. But there is something I can't quite put my figure on that is so pretentious about Yesterday. I find the characters ridiculously tedious in their intellectual suffering. I don't know. I want to like it because I respect the author. But this book hurts me.

    Brossard’s writing is like a diamond exhibit. So much word-full perfection presented by a master cutter of facets to bring out each poetic angle of brilliance into a meta-fiction concentrated centrally under spotlight precision. Yet for some reason, I am left partially blinded by too much beauty. “Yesterday at the Hotel Clarendon” has imbued me with a strange ambivalence. Where I am not sure if Brossard’s words love her more, or if she loves her words more. I think I may understand Bross [...]

    joshualoong.wordpress/201This may be the most experimental book I’ve read this year but I absolutely loved it. I would absolutely recommend this book to anyone looking for experimental literature that just pulls you in.The story follows four women at radically different stages in their lives but finding themselves enraptured in conversation after meeting at the bar of the Hotel Clarendon. It’s a novel about grief, about mothers, about history and writing, and so much more. Its a novel whose [...]

    I probably just "didn't get it." Writing was beautiful at times.Not sure I would have finished if I hadn't recently visited Quebec and so enjoyed the references to places I visited.

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