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
The thing about my readolutions is that they are never simple. So, yes, there's this concise list of 12 books, casually distributed across various categories of interest that I declare I must read in 2010. But this tidy list only hints at other lists. For instance, there are 3 Canlit
