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Fearnoch by Jim McEwen. I am always in search of Canlit. When I go into bookstores or when I browse for books online, one thing I do is always search for Canadian literature. One of my journeys down these rabbit holes led me to @breakwaterbooks and Jim McEwen’s Fearnoch, and oh what a gorgeous journey this book
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“All of us are better when we’re loved.”
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“The pack had grown very peculiar indeed: an imitation of an imitation of dogs. All that had formerly been natural was now strange. All had been turned to ritual.”
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“My prince allowed me nothing sharp, nothing dangerous, nothing that could be used to cut or maim. Not even my teeth, which he wears on his crown like a warning.”
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The depictions of the darkness and unknowability of the deep forest, as well as the spirits that inhabit it, spoke to my love of rural eldritch horror.
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As a daughter who experienced echoes of some of the things reflected in the book, I am in awe at how Jennilee wrote us into these pages with such gentleness & truth. What a tender exploration of what it means to be Filipino-Canadian. What gorgeous stories about us, by us.