reviews

Steven Price's collection, Omens in the Year of the Ox, is a fine example of the Gothic sensibility.

Cataract City begins in the penitentiary darkness of the Kingston jail and, after a quick retrospective, sweeps into a childhood narrative that reads like an amped up Stand By Me.

At the centre of this multi-layered novel is the Oblate missionary priest, Emile Petitot, a fictionalized version of an actual person who, in 1862, travelled from France to work in northern Canada, where he spent twelve years.

Rachel lebowitz is quickly becoming one of the best collagist poets in Canada today.

In her latest collection, Cynthia Flood compresses cumbersome moments, the bubbles of relationships, and years of history into fragmented, though trim, elliptical stories.

When I started reading this book, I immediately began receiving Laura Ingalls Wilder on the ends of my sensitive whiskers.

During Christmas break, my wife and I wound up cat sitting for our friend Jessica.

We're here because we're here because we're here, is the chant that haunts Rebecca Campbells debut novel The Paradise Engine, a story about cultists, New Age mysticism, apocalyptic visions, but also, as the song suggests, about place and the sense of local or Canadian identity.

I read the Hottest Summer in Recorded History at the beginning of summer in Fredericton, trying to use the poet's fifth collection as a meteorological medallion that conjures up the heat.

Writing in the April 23, 2012, New Yorker, Adam Gopnik observes the consistent lag between a cultural phenomenon and its present day reimagining.