One Book, Two Reviews: Johnny Delivers by Wayne Ng
Johnny Delivers by Wayne Ng is a top read of this year for me … Family tensions dominate the action in Wayne’s Ng’s pulsating novel, Johnny Delivers.
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The Diapause by Andrew Forbes
If “diapause” is not a word you are familiar with, you should probably look it up before approaching Andrew Forbes’ new novel of the near future.
Rubble Children by Aaron Kreuter
Rubble Children is an important book given the current climate, it’s Kreuter’s characterization and storytelling abilities that make it a must-read.
Heydays at The June Motel by Freddy Laliberté and Evan Bauch with Katie Laliberté and Emma Baulch
If you think summer is the perfect time for cocktails and zesty snacks, you may be the target audience for the latest brand extension of The June Motel Empire.
The Road to Heaven: A Patrick Bird Mystery by Alexis Stefanovich-Thomson
A fantastic look at a private investigator life. Filled with mishaps and mayhem, this road to heaven is certainly littered with good intentions, and creative inventions of stories, history, and glimpses of character.
McCurdle’s Arm by Andrew Forbes
McCurdle’s Arm by Andrew Forbes is a welcomed addition to a strong and robust baseball literary tradition
Discipline N.V. by Concetta Principe
Discipline n. v. is a lyric memoir that fuses poetry and academic theory, speaking to the metaphorical power of humanities scholarship.
Tumblehome: One Woman’s Canoeing Adventures in the Divine Near Wilderness, by Brenda Missen
Missen’s descriptions of her wilderness experiences are authentic and sometimes even poetic . . . She also evokes a strong sense of mood and place.
A Conspiracy of Chickens, A memoir by David Waltner-Toews
Funny, wise and thought-provoking, A Conspiracy of Chickens is a book that takes chickens seriously and asks the reader to do the same.
Secrets of the Sprakkar by Eliza Reid
The Canadian first lady of Iceland pens a book about why this tiny nation is leading the charge in gender equality, in the vein of The Moment of Lift.
Watermark by Jennifer Farquhar
[dropcap]When[/dropcap] I was a young lad, my parents owned a cottage that fronted on a small lake in South Eastern Ontario. While I swam in the water by day, I never ventured near the shore at night. That was when all kinds of things came forth out of the depths to languish on the shore …
