Ethel Wilson's Love and Salt Water (1956) McClelland & Stewart, NCL 1990. The advantages of reading an author's works through are many; I love the sense of truly-getting-acquainted that comes with this reading immersion, the intense satisfaction of recognizing interconnections (and divergences) between stories and longer works, the sense of
Austin Clarke's More Thomas Allen, 2008 I can't help it: when I see a stack of new books at the library, I am compelled to, at the very least, ogle them. Usually I pick one up. Often I pet one (even if it's just a shinier version of a favourite
Ethel Wilson's Mrs. Golightly and Other Stories (Macmillan, 1961) One thing I regretted about February's reading was my having neglected to include a short story and in March I've been neglecting the books on my own shelves (in favour of newer, shinier books from the library). So before someone calls
If Oprah had had a bookclub in 1954, she would have chosen Ethel Wilson's Swamp Angel. And I say this because, despite the ongoing debate amongst booklovers about the significance of Oprah's Bookclub, she has featured many of my favourite writers (e.g. Jane Hamilton, Ursula Hegi, Rohinton Mistry, Barbara Kingsolver,
This Saturday is all-historical, as was last week's, with one proper Shelf Discovery choice and one of my "particularly Canlit Shelf Discovery" choices. Next Saturday will feature three of my favourite fantasy reads. Joan Aiken's The Wolves of Willoughby Chase (1963) It may have been cheating a little to re-read
