Nalo Hopkinson's The New Moon's Arms Warner, 2003 Last Sunday I mentioned Nalo Hopkinson's 2003 novel, The Salt Roads; today I've got her 2007 novel The New Moon's Arms on the book-brain. I finished reading it on the front porch on an exceptionally lovely summer afternoon, the sort which is
P.K. Page's The Old Woman and the Hen Illus. Jim Westergard The Porcupine's Quill, 2009 I wasn't planning to include a Once Upon a Time read for this Saturday. I thought last Saturday's Silverwing would have been my last. And what a fine final read that turned out to be.
Joan Barfoot's Dancing in the Dark Macmillan, 1982 (not the image shown) When I re-read Abra earlier this month, I mentioned that it felt both quiet and revolutionary at the same time. The narrator's self-discovery is relayed through the filter of memory, and the bulk of the action is internal,
David Stouck's Ethel Wilson: A Critical Biography UTP, 2003 Here is what David Stouck wrote about Mary McAlpine's book about Ethel Wilson's life: "When I read the book I was aware of egregious errors and great gaps in the life. In the opinion of many reviewers, the book was poorly
Nalo Hopkinson The Salt Roads Warner Books, 2003 Reading Nalo Hopkinson’s work makes me stretch. I don’t mean that literally: I pretzel myself to avoid interruption so I can read just one more story, just one more chapter, really, just one more page. But even when my legs are wedged
