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Joseph Boyden’s powerful historical war novel, , takes place in the mid-1600 in Lower Canada when First Nations tribes and French Jesuit priests collided with each other in their quest for supremacy. Like all wars then and now, battles were … Continue reading
My son steps into my office on his way to the fridge—his favourite electrical appliance—and looks at me slouched, as always, in front of my computer. It’s where he usually finds me before he leaves for work in the … Continue reading
Head twisted backwards peering down inside this latest formless-shape shoving bones blood paths any anything sticky aside keeping them as landmarks in case. McRites Press … Continue reading
Poem in me a shimmy of a plucked guitar vein ripples my skin the unborn bird thumps against its shell. McRites Press … Continue reading
To read… in light of Zoe Brook’s Magic Realism Blog Hop. If I Could Live My Life Over Again By Jorge Luis Borges.
Inspiring article as a contribution to Zoe Brook’s Magic Realism Blog Hop on July 22nd to July 24th 2013. Warnings to a Writer, Advice to a Writer, Gabriel García Márquez.
The month of snow and strong winds sweeps in my feelings of guilt towards all plants I have neglected and mistreated during the past year. My house plants suffer most during the summer months when I give all my attention … Continue reading
After Wade’s disappearance, cries came in the night, loud infant cries jolting Ari out of sleep. She stumbled to each room of her condo, trailing the piercing wails; certain each time she had at last discovered where they came from. … Continue reading
“A Montreal gas-station attendant was tied up, doused with gasoline and set on fire yesterday.¨ The Montreal Gazette, April 2, 1989 Not the regular guy gasing tonight … Continue reading