As 2014 draws to a close, we asked some of our CNQ editors and contributors…
Month: December 2014
From CNQ 91, The Nostalgia Issue (Fall/Winter 2014)
In his introduction to a selection of the poetry of Rudyard Kipling, T.S. Eliot once…
White Rabbit, or Goods and Services Not a live one. Not a thing that sniffs…
Laura Miller has an interesting piece in Salon about the joy of writing in books:…
C: Let’s say Martians visit Earth and dig up a complete series of your run…
Yes, Jane Austen was born on this day in 1775. At the CBC you can…
There are problems with the methodology, but ebook maker Kobo says they can roughly determine…
Until my brother and I were well into our thirties, our father collected vintage cars and motorcycles. He loved their design, the satisfaction of repairing and restoring them, and the social atmosphere of the car shows and swap meets.
It’s not the same as memory. Memory is a record of actual experience: things you did, places you visited, feelings you felt. This is something more subtle and uncanny.