I can’t remember where I gathered the idea that I wanted to read Dorothy Livesay’s memoir, Journey with My Selves, but I bought a copy of it from Macondo Books in Guelph (which has a great selection of literary fiction and biography, second-hand) and the Women Unbound Challenge was the
You know how sometimes you open up a book and start reading and you just luh-huh-huv it? And how when you really weren’t expecting anything to start with, and then you find yourself completely smitten, it just adds fuel to the infatuation? Even though you realize that part of your
I read Jennifer Egan's novel The Keep two years ago, so I was interested to see "Safari" in the index of the January 11, 2010 issue of The New Yorker. I hadn't realized she published a book of short stories before (and two other novels besides) and she also has
I became fascinated with Agatha Christie novels when my friend Sheila started reading them in the eighth grade. Maybe her copy of The Body in the Library might have belonged to her older sister or to her mother: I’m not sure where her copy came from, but I was sure
Even though it was described as "easily the wittiest novel of the season" when it was published in 1931, I wasn't expecting to find Poor Caroline so amusing. Not laugh-out-loud hilarity, no, but many quiet chuckles, gentle hrumphs, and the occasional indignant snort at Mr. Johnson's impressions of women, which
