A universe trash. A charming author. A Montreal character from Granby. Author Akim Gagnon leaves no one indifferent. Inspired by excerpts from his book The cigar at the edge of the lips, published last winter, our photojournalist Martin Tremblay accompanied the writer on a nocturnal trip, filled with alcohol and laughter. Because the border between the tumultuous life of the character of his book and his own life can sometimes seem enigmatic to us.
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Martin Tremblay The Press
While the wound of my separation from Charlotte becomes a scab that reinfects itself with nothing, I gradually become a character: the survivor. Or the living dead. A thin, coked, alcoholic and totally lost Akim.
Excerpt from Cigar on the edge of the lips
It is always provocation that guides all of my ideas. I tread water with my feelings and I don’t delve into anything. Basically, what am I trying to say in my first pages? That I’m an alcoholic? That I’m slipping and losing control of my life?
Excerpt from Cigar on the edge of the lips
I want to smoke to clear my mind. I look at my cigars. Even though now I know karma doesn’t exist, I’m still going to smoke a $40 Cuban cigar for fear of setting my house on fire with a $9 Don Tomas cigar. I light up a Hoyo de Monterrey. I stare in the mirror. The smoke distorts my face. I feel like I’m suddenly three hundred years old.
Excerpt from Cigar on the edge of the lips
Restaurant Au Pied de Cochon. As soon as I entered, I felt good there. Rare are the places where I have the impression of leaving my heavy coat of anguish in the locker room. […] I will remember all my life the first time I walked through the restaurant to get to our table.
Excerpt from Cigar on the edge of the lips
I step out and take a deep breath. Montreal is slightly hectic as I like it. I feel like an adult for once in my life. I watch the buses pass on the white light and the cars come to a stop at the red. I cross the street. My first steps as an adult. I walk without the help of my shrink, Clémentine, my parents, my brother, my friends and my shell. I’m taming my new balance.