When I was a girl, I was obsessed with The Diary of Anne Frank. I reread the first half of it so many times that that part of the spine sheds specks of paper; a couple of years ago, I finally finished reading. Because I knew how it ended,
Spoiler: I absolutely loved Wendy McGrath’s trilogy and it’s one of my 2020 standout reading experiences. In the upcoming Winter issue of Herizons, you can read my review of Wendy McGrath’s final novel in her Edmonton trilogy, Broke City (2019). (Herizons is a Canadian feminist magazine, which I
Here’s the part where I put aside Lauren Carter’s This Has Nothing to Do With You, this passage about Melony Barrett: “I couldn’t have known what would be waiting when I woke up, that I’d spent the night on the rapidly diminishing surface of my childhood, that last patch
Annie Proulx’s Bird Cloud (2011) immediately invites readers into Wyoming: “The blue-white road twists like an overturned snake showing its belly.” She describes the dust and the sage-brush and how it’s impossible not to think of “old ash-spewing volcanoes” as you move through Wyoming with its powdery soil. “The
Within the first few pages of Watching You Without Me, I was reminded of why I enjoy Lynn Coady’s work so much, her capacity to inhabit characters so thoroughly. Here, we have Karen, who’s returned to Nova Scotia to settle matters with her developmentally disabled older sister, following their
