Dorothy Allison’s Bastard Out of California
Perhaps you’ll excuse me. Or perhaps you’ve learned not to expect too much here. We’ve had family visiting for the last ten days — not much reading got done, never mind writing about it. So…
View PostPerhaps you’ll excuse me. Or perhaps you’ve learned not to expect too much here. We’ve had family visiting for the last ten days — not much reading got done, never mind writing about it. So…
View PostSigh! Here I am again, playing catch-up. Penelope Lively’s Family Album. Incisive sketch of a family from numerous perspectives. A technique that’s been often used, of course, but Lively is a master and it’s marvellous…
View PostI’m working on a post about Anne Michaels’ The Winter Vault, but meanwhile, a quick catch-up (story of my blogging life, truly) toward wrapping up this year’s reading. First, Joseph Boyden’s Through Black Spruce —…
View PostI 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…
View PostI’m making slow progress through the various piles of books “decorating” our house these days. But I won’t apologize for taking over a week to finish Anne Enright’s The Gathering. Last year’s Man Booker winner,…
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