To complement my First Quarter 2018 Best Reads: Fiction, I will now take a closer look at some non-fiction titles I’ve put on the growing 2018 longlist for the Miramichi Reader “The Very Best!” Book Award.
- Death at the Harbourview Cafe by Fred Humber
- Game Misconduct by Nathan Kalman-Lamb
- The Art and Passion of Guido Nincheri by Melanie Grondin
- The Homing Place by Rachel Bryant
- Tappan Adney and the Heritage of the St.
The year is 1917. Less than two decades into the new century and already the Great War is occurring in the muddy fields of France. Soon there will be the Spanish Influenza which will kill many more millions.… Continue reading
Warning! Reading this book will leave you exhausted! I was only a few chapters in when I had to put down the book and wonder aloud: “How does a seventy-year-old manage to do all this in a day?” Let me back up and explain what Sandra Phinney’s Waking Up In My Own Backyard (2017, Pottersfield Press) is all about.… Continue reading
How does one describe such a well-researched and well-written book as Rachel Bryant’s The Homing Place: Indigenous and Settler Literary Legacies of the Atlantic (2017, WLU Press)? I find I must borrow words and phrases from a more scholarly source:
“This book shines new light on settler colonialism and Indigenous resurgence, historic and contemporary, through sharp analyses of some influential but lesser-discussed writers.” – Siobhan Senier, University of New Hampshire.… Continue reading
The beauty of many old churches (particularly cathedrals, basilicas, etc.) is in their architecture as well as in their religious art, whether it is the many large frescoes or the exquisite stained glass windows that adorn them. The late (1885-1973) Italian-Canadian artist and stained glass master Guido Nincheri has enjoyed a recent resurgence of interest, thanks to his grandson Roger Bocchini Nincheri who has been tirelessly photographing and cataloging his grandfather’s hundreds of existing works.… Continue reading
I don’t consider myself much of a sports fan these days. I grew up on hockey; there were only the original six NHL teams when I was a youngster. One either cheered for the Leafs or for the Canadiens. If you were lucky, you had a hockey sweater of your team; maybe a cap or toque.… Continue reading