Maybe the Giller Prize longlist is occupying your every reading moment. But maybe not. If you're looking for something different, check out the ReLit Awards (Sound familiar? I just mentioned them the other day too.) Not just novels, but short stories, even poetry. For a month of Sundays (at least),
Alice Munro’s Something I’ve Been Meaning to Tell You (II) Toronto: Penguin, 1974. At some point I started to wonder if I couldn't simply fit my response to all of these stories into a single post. I mean...long and complicated books like Nicole Krauss' Great House? Classics like Thomas Hardy's Jude
Alice Munro’s Something I’ve Been Meaning to Tell You (II) Toronto: Penguin, 1974. In "Marrakesh", Dorothy wonders: "What is there here that is not being told?" She sets herself to figuring it out. "She had had a great deal of experience listening to the voices of children who were leaving things
Alice Munro’s Something I’ve Been Meaning to Tell You (II) Toronto: Penguin, 1974. I find something irresistible about a story titled “How I Met My Husband”. Not very feminist-y of me. I hope I don’t lose my secret-decoder ring for saying so.And, anyway, it’s not as though traditional readers would
Alice Munro’s Something I’ve Been Meaning to Tell You (I) Toronto: Penguin, 1974. When I spotted the April issue of "Quill & Quire", I was pleased to see that it included Alexander MacLeod chatting about an Alice Munro short story; I’ve been reading and re-reading Alice Munro’s stories this year
