Previous | Next First off, that #21 cover has some bitchin’ 'Susan as hard-boiled detective' art. Our girls have been burgled! Well, their apartment has, which is somehow even worse, considering it forces us to visit Susan’s room. The issue turns very serious when Daisy reveals to Esther and Susan that the only keepsakes she... Continue Reading →
Previous | Next My, but it has been a while since last I spoke about John Allison and Max Sarin's exceptional Giant Days series, hasn't it? Has a more charming slice-of-life tale ever been penned and drawn with such effortless skill? I've certainly never seen anything of the kind, though if you have, please let... Continue Reading →
Previous | Next Hello, friends! Have you heard the word? No, it's not "bird," you brain-addled madperson, it's "brilliant" or "fun" or "stellar"--fine, fine, that's plenty of words. All of them, however, are perfect in encapsulating every single volume of Giant Days I've read thus far; the fourth volume is no exception. This volume opens... Continue Reading →
Over the last ten months, I've began to look to Rachel Cusk's work with a reverence bordering on religious fervour. Her Outline trilogy* is revelatory, and does what few novels ever manage - it updates character, changes the narrator's role to little more than a lens to look through. Further, it sacrifices that central individuality... Continue Reading →
The lights blinked twice and went out. I strapped the safety belt on, conscious of the blinking lights, conscious, too, of the cry of the toddler several rows back. A long flight, with no end in sight. Next to me on the plane sat my creative writing instructor, a woman roughly the age of my... Continue Reading →
This is my new comic book addiction, I just know it. In this slice-of-life, first-year university friends and roommates Susan Ptolemy, Esther de Groot and Daisy Wooton have plenty to teach us about friendship, relationships and comedic timing. Also, holding grudges against moustachioed men. In this story of doom and wonderful drama, Esther de Groot... Continue Reading →
I keep returning to Murakami's works, captivated by the prism through which he sees the world. His protagonists are a consistent type - alienated men, most often in their thirties. Something is missing in the lives they live, often to do with some personal tragedy in their late teenage years - in Norwegian Wood, it... Continue Reading →
I would like to take a few minutes and talk about one of the most interesting novels I've come across as of yet. Through its title, Cusk makes a thesis statement - the myth of characters, she might as well say, is holding the novel back. Faye, the novel's main character, is strangely absent from... Continue Reading →
The Grimoire Reliquary 