The new issue of Bookmarks appearing in my mailbox is always a happy time. At one time it would be closely followed by a trip to the library, issue in hand, but now it's closely followed by a lengthy session of list-making (and, sometimes, drooling). This issue didn't provoke a
Just browsing through the table of contents of this essay collection might lead you to believe that it was penned by a feminist. Depending how you define feminist, of course. Certainly Atwood is as willing to consider works by Toni Morrison, Carol Shields, Angela Carter and Hilary Mantel as she
I pulled Down a Dark Hall off my shelf because it was in such poor shape that it stood out as having been re-read most frequently. But that wasn't an easy call: they all look pretty rough. When I got to high school, I entered the phase where I tried
When I put my mind to thinking of Canadian feminists whose books I wanted to explore in 2010, Margaret Atwood's name came to mind immediately. I was a teenager when I first read The Edible Woman and Life Before Man and Cat's Eye, a young woman heading to university with
It's still early, the winter morning that I begin reading Hetty Dorval, and the train is leaving the station hesitatingly, in the dark and snowless cold. I have my other book in my lap, my fun read, the sort of read that will be perfectly absorbing even after the bulk
