Locks are like this: to break their purpose you must know them fully, as you would know certain faces. You must understand the flick and tick of tumblers, the swivel of nooks in metal. I did not know how to pick a lock. I tapped the first small silver circle.
Choosing a stack based on whimsy rather than duty urged me to binge on these books with enthusiasm. The afternoon heat was held at bay by good stories and an assortment of drinks (often rum with some sort of fruit juice, from tangerine to strawberry, lemon to cherry). And without
Sometimes a stack of reading goes stale. For no good reason. You know what I mean. Maybe you're just bored with the covers. Or you've been teasing the books along with a page here and there, when they needed some quality one-on-one time. That's where I was with my stack,
Coming Home: Stories from the Northwest Territories (Enfield & Wizenty, 2012) In the foreword, Richard Van Camp writes that this collection is a "testament to the beauty of the land, the communities and the people who choose to live here" and he welcomes readers to the works. The same words might
Write Reads is hosting this event, which runs from June 1 - September 1, 2014. I learned about it last week via Consumed by Ink, and how could I resist: two of my favourite things, Canlit and short stories. But the act of choosing is almost overwhelming. And of course there's always
