The Dusty Bookcase

For the month,  the fifth of ten poems I  find interesting, amusing, and/or infuriating. To think I once worked to celebrate this horrible m...

“When a day that you happen to know is Wednesday starts off by sounding like Sunday, there is something seriously wrong somewhere.” Th...

Toronto: McClelland & Stewart, 1962 Toronto: Ryerson, 1968 Markhan, ON: PaperJacks, 1983 Toronto: Dundurn, 2011 A Bo...

Present Reckoning Hugh Garner Toronto: Collins White Circle, 1951 Tom Neelton has arrived too late for the party, but he doesn't...

Hugh Garner's pseudonymous second novel,  Waste No Tears , goes to press next week, returning after a sixty-four year absence as par...

The new edition of Canadian Notes & Queries lands, and with it comes another Dusty Bookcase sur papier . This time the spotlight pla...

To Toronto this evening for the launch of my friend George Fetherling's third novel, Walt Whitman's Secret , at Ben McNally Boo...

So big, so close, so powerful, and yet New York doesn't really feature much in Canadian literature. The city rarely serves as a setting,...

The Four Jameses William Arthur Deacon Toronto: Macmillan, 1974 A bit of a risk acknowledging National Poetry Month on a day when people ...