Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Friday, July 4, 2008
I Still Have a Suitcase in Berlin,
by Stephens Gerard Malone

Beginning on the shores of Point Pleasant Park in 1932, young Haligonian Michael von Renner watches the steamer roll in that will take him to Berlin to care for his ailing grandmother. The far-from-worldly boy with a "stupidly honest face" soon finds himself in cabarets drinking coffee and smoking, surrounded by a clique of bohemians complaining about Otto Dix. And nothing's more exciting than Berlin's queer community, especially Jan, the flamboyant "overpriced whore."
As Michael struggles with his sexuality, the SS marches in step---becoming louder and louder until marching turns to bombing and friendship to love. Pacing flippant descriptions of sending Mein Kampf and chocolate home for Christmas along with images of being anally raped with a metal pipe, Malone subtly explores the dangers and depth of denial. A love story at heart, Nazi Germany is a chilling metaphor and setting for one man's struggle with his sexuality. The only ting harder than putting the book down is trying to shake it of when you're finished.
The Ravine,
by Paul Quarrington

Quarrington makes it fun to read along as this shallow character with his banal problems tries to wow the reader with deep statements like, “Memory is a funny thing.” McQuigge’s silly literary pizzazz, like writing in a screenplay format, work because the reader laughs with Quarrington the whole way.
At heart, beyond McQuigge’s charming depravity and idiosyncrasies, The Ravine is a meditation on redemption in a world where “shit happens,” memories are lies and evil is everywhere. It’s with Mordecai Richler-like talent that Quarrington puts a smile on your face and leads you into ravines.
Quintet,
by Douglas Arthur Brown

The three brothers share the stories of their lives in a journal they mail to each other. This way, Douglas Arthur Brown, who appears at the upcoming Halifax International Writers Festival, creates three distinct, fully formed characters. But there’s a reason the Cape Breton author called his novel Quintet---the triplets make the story’s melody, but their older brother Talbot provides the bass to drive the story forward.
Born 10 years before them, Talbot is omitted from the writing in the journal. He’s always been the odd man out, and the triplets think he’s a bully and “doesn’t count.” But his presence and the family secrets he carries with him complete this quintet and give it depth like the Sydney mines.
A Covenant of Salt,
by Martine Desjardins (translated by Fred Reed and David Hormel)

The story follows Lilly on the first day she welcomes a visitor in 10 years. From this looming mystery, subtle secrets unravel like the best episodes of Lost. Desjardins reveals the mysteries of Lilly's past with the expertise of a veteran striptease artist.
Don't let the fact this book is translated deter you. Fred Reed and David Homel translated Desjardins' Governor General-winning debut novel, The Fairy Ring, and her second novel. Like the natives working deep in Armagh's salt mine, Desjardins goes spelunking and finds, without beating you over the head with historical drama, how the past is always toiling unseen below daily life.
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