Coming August 2020
Faldistoire’s grandfather thinks he’s a ghost. Sylvie’s mother reads tarot and summons stormclouds to mete her witch’s justice. Behind his Dad of the Year demeanour, Sébastien’s father hides dark designs. It’s Croustine’s grandfather who makes the boy a pair of slippers from the dead family dog, but it’s his father, the cannily-named Kevin Lambert, who always seems to be nearby when tragedy strikes, and in the cemetery, under the baleful eyes of toads, small graves are dug one after the other: Chicoutimi, Quebec, is a dangerous place for children. But these young victims of rape, arbitrary violence, and senseless murder keep coming back from the dead. They return to school, explore their sexualities, keep tabs on grown-up sins—and plot their apocalyptic retribution.
Surreal and darkly comic, this debut novel by Kevin Lambert, one of the most celebrated and controversial writers to come out of Quebec in recent memory, takes the adult world to task—and then takes revenge.
Praise for You Will Love What You Have Killed
“Chicoutimi lore and Chicoutimi cruelties gush forth almost biblically in a story about the power of children. Kevin Lambert the writer (not Kevin Lambert the killer) works like a multi-armed puppet master in this addictive, dazzling derailment of a book.”—Tamara Faith Berger, author of Maidenhead and Queen Solomon
“Kevin Lambert takes us on a one-way trip to a hallucinated small town where everybody knows everybody, a place populated by vengeful ghosts trying to heal from childhood wounds … A poetic tale about what’s broken between a community and its youth.”—Stéphane Larue, author of The Dishwasher
“Death lurks in the daily life of these mad children who form ambivalent friendships, initiate cruel vendettas and throw punches . . . This book is poisonously beautiful.”—Librairie Marie-Laura
“Difficult to describe, because wildly strange, but also furiously bewitching. Let us rejoice that this man who was born in Chicoutimi in 1992 obviously has accounts to settle; Quebec literature rarely allows such ferocity . . . The dark song of an angry queer young man, a fantasy of twisted vengeance, the hallucinated dream of an apocalypse as life-saving as a forest fire: You Will Love What You Have Killed exaggerates to its limits the ordinary ugliness of a Quebec caught in the grip of its prejudices . . . it is precisely because he speaks of reality that Kevin Lambert’s novel evokes the taste of vomit.”—Dominic Tardif, Le Devoir