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
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
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
I intuitively gravitate towards Canlit. A third of the books I read last year were been penned by Canadian writers and I’m aiming to be an Igloo for The Canadian Book Challenge. Not only does that feel suitably wintry (and I’m writing this on a wintry Canadian afternoon, the sky
