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I recently finished reading The First Eagle by Tony Hillerman, and am now in the middle of Sacred Clowns, also by Hillerman. Both are from his series of mystery novels set on a Navajo reservation in the southwestern U.S. I’ve always like mysteries, and this series is my latest favourite. I’ve been reading the books in random order as I happen to find them, whether at the library, in used book stores, or in Little Free Library boxes.
Holy mischief Because I had already read Kevin Spenst’s Surrey Sonnets – funny, heartbreaking, pop-culture-laced poems about growing up Mennonite with a single mom and a schizophrenic dad in Surrey, B.C. – I knew I would find some “holy mischief in an age of fast faith” in his new book Jabbering with Bing Bong (Anvil, 2015). “Gibberish” is a jackpine sonnet: it has 14 lines and around 10 syllables per line, but it plays fast and loose with the sonnet form.
Today in Writing Spaces, we take a peek into the working space of Joanne Epp, author of “Festival” in Issue 144! Normally I write at home, at an enormous wooden desk that I’ve had for many years. For now, though, I’m working in a rented space in an effort to get into a more concentrated writing routine as I work on my second book. My office is in one of the old warehouse buildings in Winnipeg’s Exchange District.
Home is like a memory of a lost photograph, elusive but vivid. A place of tenuous security, one claw on the screen can threaten the entire structure. Joanne Epp, in her first collection of poetry, Eigenheim, shapes and reshapes the peculiar characteristics of ones own idea of home. Without defining the precise dimensions, there is room enough to house the essentials.
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