Oh dear! Once again, I am woefully behind in recording my reading. At the moment, I’m reading Penelope Lively’s The Family Album, having finished Margaret Atwood’s The Year of the Flood as my first 2010…
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Canada has lost a national treasure, a literary grand dame, as CBC terms her (sadly leaving out her considerable achievements as a visual artist, a painter — an omission rectified in this later CBC report…
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On the official Environment Canada WeatherOffice page for my city right now, the symbol above is followed by another rain icon, and another, and another — it’s all rain, all the way into the future…
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If I hadn’t read Anne Michaels’ The Winter Vault immediately after reading Michael Ondaatje’s Divisadero, would I have been so struck by what seem such strong stylistic similarities between the two writers? Perhaps not. Certainly,…
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I wore my lovely, sexy new boots several times this weekend in the city, and loved wearing them, but I left them behind in the apartment. Maybe one day I’ll bring them back here and…
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