I fully expect to see this thought provoking collection of interconnected stories on the #Giller Shortlist. #ShadowGiller @Lindy
I fully expect to see this thought provoking collection of interconnected stories on the #Giller Shortlist. #ShadowGiller @Lindy
A moving tale, told in interconnected short stories, about a Métis man growing up in an Edmonton neighbourhood where he is surrounded by Indigenous community & also all of the ills of colonialism. Daniel‘s relationship with his grandmother (edible marijuana baker extraordinaire) is wonderfully portrayed. Her ancestry includes the Papaschase, a Cree nation that formerly occupied much of south Edmonton & was illegally cheated of their home.
Another collection of Tim Hortons references has been assembled on my blog. Check it out for a broad sample of Canadian writing:
https://lindypratch.blogspot.com/2022/07/samples-of-recent-canadian-writing-via....
When she looked at Charlie she saw a younger version of Grandpa. Stubborn, hardened to the world, a man who belonged in the early 1800s hunting bison on the Prairies with the Métis. But the two of them were stuck in a city that didn‘t recognize Métis men & how they moved across the landscape, & the Métis men didn‘t recognize the authority of people who came to boss them around on a land where their ancestors had hunted bison since time immemorial.
He laughed and took a swig from his pint now that the pour had settled. He hadn‘t had a sip of booze since his accident and the first sip now made him think of one of the first times he ever drank a beer. Probably back when he was 10 or 11 years old, and they all seemed to have this unique carbonated taste that he couldn‘t get enough of, even back then.
This was one of the best books I‘ve read in a long time. What honest, funny, sad tale of family and friendship. True and necessary reading for any settlers in Edmonton and Alberta