Early in The Eyelid, a work wrapped in the silk of sleep and arms of ice, Chevauchet, the Ambassador of…
Author: Ashley Van Elswyk
With the bracing first paragraph of My Face in the Light, I anticipated an intense and darkly surreal tale that…
A response to John Metcalf’s Temerity & Gall.
I met Milt in the mid-1970s. My wife and I had moved to Toronto in 1975 after graduating from Trent…
In the beginning lush San Diego was the Garden of Eden. At the end, when the tall steel gates closed…
A few years ago, in a review of Maureen Medved’s Black Star, I observed how a lot of women in Canadian novels were going insane in eerily similar ways.
On poetry chapbooks.
“An essay was never about just one thing,” writes Susan Olding.
Wayne Johnston’s latest novel begins in 1969 as the van Hout family, Hans and Myra and their four daughters, leaves…
Eighteen-year-old Eve Smith is painting her nails at the London offices of Consolidated Press when in walks Hugh Fenwick.