Confession: I bought this from a local indie bookseller on “Independent Bookstore Day” last week, but did so entirely coincidentally. Still, excited to dig into this little but mightily-praised #CanLit novel.
Confession: I bought this from a local indie bookseller on “Independent Bookstore Day” last week, but did so entirely coincidentally. Still, excited to dig into this little but mightily-praised #CanLit novel.
Warm, surprising & absurd. A short novel with great characters set in rural New Brunswick. Acadian French dialogue adds an extra layer of humour. When Agathe‘s giant of a husband goes missing, she asks the police how it is that they can‘t find him because “yé big comme crisse” (he‘s friggin massive). Agathe is sure Réjean would never leave what he loves most: his truck and her. Fresh & fun, & laid on a bedrock of kindness.
“Viens voir l‘Acadie” was playing. It played every day; the French folk-music canon had hard limits. The sound had gone from a nagging drone to a roar, and bumping her head against the window frame was not scratching the itch.
The writer was a year ahead of me in high school. Seems only right I should buy her book.
Met this author last Thursday at Canada House, UK.
Giller Prize shortlist and I am enjoying the book.
Glorious afternoon
Have a pretty good go for the Giller Prize Longlist that was announced this morning. 3 I own (bought I am a Truck for my Kobo today) and 2 from the library with one more on hold (Brother). I think this is about all I'm up for reading to be honest. I may pick up The Trickster - but for now something about it is holding me back from grabbing it now. 🇨🇦