Review of Caroline Adderson’s “A Way to be Happy”
By Lori Hahnel A Way to be Happy: Stories by Caroline Adderson Biblioasis (2024) The title of Caroline Adderson’s latest story collection derives from its epigraph, a passage from Chekhov’s…
By Lori Hahnel A Way to be Happy: Stories by Caroline Adderson Biblioasis (2024) The title of Caroline Adderson’s latest story collection derives from its epigraph, a passage from Chekhov’s…
By Catherine Owen Jesus is a Voyeur by Bret Crowle Frontenac House (2024) Fugue: a contrapuntal composition in two or more voices involving repetition. The plurality of everything. Jesus: purported…
By Frances Boyle Blood Belies by Ellen Chang-Richardson Wolsak & Wynn (2024) Blood Belies is Ellen Chang-Richardson’s first full-length poetry collection after six chapbooks (solo and collaborative) published over the…
By Beth Everest The Work by Bren Simmers Gaspereau Press (2024) Even the construction of the cover page predicates a main theme of Bren Simmers’ fifth book, The Work. The…
By Carmelo Militano On Writing and Failure or, On the Peculiar Perseverance Required to Endure the Life of a Writer by Stephen Marche Biblioasis (2023) A quick skim of Stephen…
By Megan Nega Take the Compass by Maureen Hynes McGill-Queen’s University Press (2023) Take the Compass is a vivid collection of 58 poems which offer guidance for navigating life’s chaos…
By Mary Vlooswyk The Oneironaut 1 by Sheri-D Wilson Write Bloody North (2024) The first thing I had to do with this book was research what Oneironaut meant, despite ONERIO…
By Catherine Owen In The Capital City of Autumn by Tim Bowling Wolsak & Wynn (2024) Tim Bowling’s body of work holds the distinction of being both diverse and consistent…
by Joni Doornenbal On Community by Casey Plett Biblioasis (2023) Casey Plett’s new book-length essay On Community is a gracious contemplation of community in its many iterations, from the catty…
By Tonya Lailey Moving to Delilah by Catherine Owen Freehand Books (2024) I just walked in, beneath the simple lintel, and the walls spoke in a definite whisper, “My name…