In bookish synchronicity, when a friend and I met one summer morning to go book-shopping, each of us had begun reading A Beautiful Truth the previous evening. We had both read only about 50 pages, so were hesitant to commit to loving it too soon, but we shared that excitement
An old woman for a travelling companion? You might expect what Iain Reid expected in The Truth about Luck. Second Story Press, 2013 "Lots of strolls, time for reading, cups of tea, ten hours of sleep per night, not too much direct sunlight, three square meals a day."
It's the summer of 1974, twenty-five kilometres north of Quebec City, and eighteen-year-old Gerry Fostaty is on a cadet training assignment. Goose Lane Editions, 2011 A cadet training assignment on a Canadian Forces base? I know nothing of this world, beyond what I've gleaned from "Private Benjamin", "An
"You don't know how to life your life anymore and you start drowning in it." House of Anansi, 2012 That's the thing about depression, Lynn Crosbie explains in an interview with Shelagh Rogers on CBC Radio. She describes what happens when you really start looking at the world, with
This is Sandra's third post here, joining in the celebration of 45 days of House of Anansi; I introduced her, here, briefly, and she is now full-on in the process of organizing her own website/blog (not sure which will better characterize it). You may have had a hand in encouraging
