My first read of 2020. One of many to come, with a goal of exposing myself to more literature than I did last year. The End of Eddy, translated from Édouard Louis by Michael Lucey, is a gripping and gut-bearing fictional memoir chronicling the life of a small boy in rural France that finds himself different from his male counterparts at an early age. Through jaded relationships with his tormentors, silent furor from his parents, pity for the girl’s he pretends to be interested in, hatred for himself, and eventually freedom that falls short in it’s magnitude and promise, Louis leaves one feeling triggered by the echoes of past traumas and failed in an inability to help Eddy escape from the same prisons we so often find ourselves inside.