House of Anansi, 2011 Edem Awumey’s Dirty Feet is a slim volume, but its contents are hefty indeed. Askia’s story reminds the reader that one is wise not to judge insides by outsides, that the dimensions of an individual’s inner life expand even beyond personal experiences, that one
I borrowed books in this series repeatedly as a girl. I knew exactly which shelves they were on. If that old library was still operational, I think I could find them in an instant. What I wasn't so sure of, was whether I would enjoy the stories as much as
Of a 16-year-old's devotion Margaret Mitchell's Gone with the Wind (1936) Avon Books, 1973 This is my original copy of this novel, which I first read when I was sixteen years old. You've seen one like it, right? It's the copy that I remember seeing on the shelves
Houghton Mifflin, 1986 "I want everything back, the way it was. But there is no point to it, this wanting." So says the narrator, whom we know as Offred. But that's not her real name. And it doesn't feel to her that this is her real life, what
November is the perfect time to re-read old favourites, so when Olduvai reminded me that Jean Webster's novel would fit perfectly into my epistolary Fridays, it wasn't long before I was re-reading. I first read this book the summer that I was eleven, the first summer in which I was
