Well, it sure has been a bit since my last flower talk. Let’s fix this by talking about the next flower Ophelia hands out, shall we? According to Jessica Roux’s Floriography, pansy (viola tricolour var. hortensis), also known as “Johnny Jump Up, heartsease, tickle-my-fancy” and other names (Wikipedia) was given the meaning “You occupy my thoughts” …
“God, she whispers and it’s all she whispers, over and over and over again. God, I’ll do anything. Please, God… And then He appears,” (Summers 9). In 2011 Bea’s younger sister Lo would have died in the car accident that killed their parents if it weren’t for Lev Warren. After finding Bea praying in the chapel he brought …
“Some are born anxious, some achieve anxiety, and some have anxiety thrust upon them. I am lucky enough to have been blessed with all three,” (Donahue 7). I heard Anne Donahue read from her collection of essays a few years back (the same literary festival where I heard Claudia Dey read from Heartbreaker, so I guess I’m …
“Some of us are forced to eat spring mix in the half-dark of our low-ceilinged studio apartments and still expand inexplicably. Some of us expand at the mere contemplation of what you shovel so carelessly, so dancingly into your smug little mouth,” (Awad 74-75). I’ve been a fan of Mona Awad’s since first reading Bunny but it’s only …
“This is what I know: She left last night,” (Dey 3). Billie Jean Fontaine is missing. Seventeen years earlier she arrived to a smalltown far in the territory and now she’s left her teenaged daughter Pony, her husband The Heavy, her devoted dog, the teenager Supernatural who always seems to know more than anyone, and the …
“As much as you love them, dreams are just dreams,” (Lee 26). Unremembered and unknown to us when we awaken lies a store in our subconscious: The Dallergut Dream Department Store. Inside customers find a variety of options from dreams from childhood to living the life of another person, nightmares, mysterious dreams, dreams that stick and …
On Monday it was raining, absolutely pissing outside. My room faces the east and I’ve always liked that when there’s a storm I’m the first to hear it. Waking up to the rain wasn’t a bad thing, only shocking because I had fallen asleep to it the night before. I wasn’t expecting all the rain. …
I’m very grateful to the Literary Review of Canada for reaching out to me to review Sarah Henstra’s newest novel The Lost Tarot. Read my full review on their Substack, Bookworm!
“I wish I imagined things less. I don’t know what’s real and what isn’t. I do think I am capable of doing something bad…I’m worried that at any moment, I am liable to be taken over by my parasite, and that I will hurt someone,” (Austin 43). Enid’s trying her best. She’s reconnecting with her estranged …
I’m very grateful to the Literary Review of Canada for reaching out to me to review Secret Sex ed. by Russell Smith. Read my full review on their website, or in print!
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