I had hoped to write about Miriam Toews’ The Flying Troutmans, but one of my daughters (who counts Toews’ A Complicated Kindness among her favourites) has borrowed it. Without pages to turn, passages to look…
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Did you hear that loud bang? That was my summer, coming to a crashing halt. Yesterday I was hanging out in the hammock, reading (admittedly, I was reading a heavily footnoted academic tome, but still).…
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Just as a reminder that a blog, while revealing much about a writer’s personality, only gives its readers a partial view of the blogger’s life. For example, my former doctoral supervisor visited Pater and I…
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Pater asked me the other day if I thought I was enjoying life as much as I could or should. He’d been asking himself that same question, wondering whether he was appreciating the passing moments…
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The Travel section in this weekend’s Globe and Mail carries Gemma Bowes’ feature on surfing holidays in Portugal’s Figueira da Foz(link is to The Guardian where the article first appeared) which we visited in 2008.…
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