Feeling for the Air
Feeling for the Air by Karen E. Black is the sequel to From the Chrysalis, and the events carry over from book to book with chronological immediacy.
Feeling for the Air by Karen E. Black is the sequel to From the Chrysalis, and the events carry over from book to book with chronological immediacy.
I bought Yorkville Diaries by Don Lyons over thirty years ago at This Ain’t the Rosedale Library, when it used to be located on Queen Street East
It is the unfortunate state of self-publishing that authors forgo the time and expense of having their works properly edited. No printed work, whether by
Catch-22 by Joseph Heller is a classic, although sadly I did not find it deserved of all the praise it has received over the past five
I read George by Alex Gino after I learned about it via a library patron’s request. It is about a boy in grade four named George, who
The novels of Nobel Laureate Halldór Laxness are all over Iceland. I would expect to see them front and centre in all of Iceland’s bookstores and
Snow Hunters by Paul Yoon was a brief novel told in 196 small pages. I was interested in it because its subject classification was “Refugees–Korea (North)–Fiction”
“The Lonely Lady” is one of my favourite worst films ever. Made in 1983, it was shown regularly on late-night TV throughout the eighties. I learned its
I read Coming Out by Wallace Hamilton during World Pride week, which just ended yesterday with the fabulous five-hour World Pride Parade. This novel, from 1977, is an unfortunate dinosaur in
I bought both of these hardcover and paperback editions of Candy by Terry Southern and Mason Hoffenberg at Toronto record shows in the early eighties. The reason for the