The Dusty Bookcase

Having praised Quebec City and its  plaques bleu on Wednesday , I now condemn. And with good reason.  As one may divine, the above – 755, ru...

A favourite purchase of last year,  and a cherished volume for all time, my copy of Anne Hebert's 1942 debut, Les songes en équilibr...

It's been a disorienting and disruptive year. The home we'd expected to build on the banks of the Rideau became entangled in red...

Never has there been a year like this. I visited few used bookstores, ignored library book sales, spent no more than a couple of hours p...

Executed 250 years ago today, Marie-Josephte Corriveau – la Corriveau – was a survivor. Just thirty at the time of her death, she'...