Last night at Bolen Books in Victoria, the inimitable Miriam Toews read from her newest novel, Women Talking, for a packed house of 400. Hearing that excerpt in her voice somehow drew out the humour in the huge tragedy that book covers. Onstage, she and I discussed rage (and aspirin), voices, the imaginative filter, and our old pal St. Augustine. I'm honoured to have had the chance to interview her and witness her connection with the audience. If you get a chance to see her, go. And don't pass up a trip to Bolen Books either.
I'm the author of My Name is a Knife, All True Not a Lie In It, and The Old Familiar.