"A man could do a lot for you, he added. I mean, like bulldozing and roofing, heavy lifting, he said. Maybe more." House of Anansi, 2015 So says a character in Lynn Crosbie's Life is about Losing Everything (2012). It might not be the kind of statement that
On the outside? Between the Lines is an ordinary, kinda chunky YA novel. But, inside? Some full-colour illustrations and a generous amount of silhouette artwork are scattered throughout the text, which is printed in three different colours. Simon Pulse, 2012 It begins with "The Beginning", in black text, and a once-upon-a-time
Is it something like a triangle? With happiness, unhappiness and love arranged with an equal distance between each point? Perhaps. Certainly there are triangles in "Fiction", shifting alliances and fractures. Love triangles. Happiness triangles. Just enough. Too much. The kind of happiness discussed in "Fiction" is different from that which
My progress through Gabrielle Roy's works has been slow but steady, and this month I requested one of the children's books, which I held out for myself as a reward for finishing six of her novels. My treat was to be Cliptail, but the only copy available in the public
Tomorrow, I will be on the move. So many of the books currently occupying a position in my stacks are bulky and heavy, that it was easy to choose amongst the skinny residents. I have one more story to read in Gabrielle Roy's The Road Past Altamont. There are only three in
