Story question: What challenges do Aboriginal men (and boys) face?
Published by Random House Canada
a division of Penguin Random House Canada
Published in 2019
'They were men turned into beasts' (p. 190)
"He was the threat from a hundred stories by those old enough to remember the tales.' (p. 3)How do you become a rogarou?
' "Being attached by a rogarou, mistreating women, betraying your people." ' (p. 69)What does a rogarou do?
'the rogarou is doomed to eat the people, to wander the roads leading us into temptation.' (p. 221)How do you defend yourself against a rogarou?
' "You put salt [bone] around your house and... no ragarou, can come in." (p. 147)
The ace of spades ' "makes the rogarou weak, gives you a chance to get away to try to switch him back." ' (p. 76)If you make a rogarou bleed he'll remember that he was a man and you may be able to switch him back.
Empire of Wild is an engaging story, cleverly written. One of the subplots doesn't end with the plot. This makes the story haunting as readers are left to resolve the subplot on their own. This also gives the author a way back into the story if she wishes to write a sequel. Which, you know, I'm hoping...
Cherie Dimaline talks about Empire of Wild and... (podcast)
Cherie Dimaline talks about Canada Reads (podcast)
Stories to share in February...
February 2: short story
I try my hand at writing horror--inspired by owning an old home
February 9: book review
Be My Love
set on a small island, during the 1950's, Be My Love is about secrets hidden and secrets shared, and it's about personal truths discovered.
February 16: book review
The Painted Girls
Cathy Marie Buchanan
provides glimpses into the relationship between two sisters growing up in the slums of Paris, France during the late 1800's
February 23: short story collection
Stories of My Life
a collection of short stories inspired by my life
Sharing my Author Journey...
January in BC has been full of rain.
Thoughts on a rainy day...
If we get any more rain, BC babies will be born with gills not noses
My boot heels sink into the soggy ground and sound like sloppy kisses.
Here's hoping the sun finds us in February.