A strange, funny, bleak little novel about the worlds people build when ordinary life gets too small.

Réhel’s narrator is obsessed with Star Wars, lives in Quebec, dreams of Tatooine, and moves through the world with a kind of sideways comic despair: lottery tickets, bad weather, medical appointments, convenience stores, the body being annoying and mortal in the background.

Tatouine has that excellent translated-fiction quality where the absurdity is dry rather than whimsical. It’s intimate, off-kilter, and tender without getting syrupy — a novel for people who like their melancholy wearing a cheap plastic space helmet.

QC Fiction, 2020. Advance reading copy / uncorrected galley. Paperback. Good condition, with light shelfwear / handling to cover. Interior clean.