Literary
Stunt
Nominated for the Amazon.ca First Novel Award
Eugenia Ledoux, nine years old, wakes to a note from her father: ‘gone to save the world. sorry. yours, sheb wooly ledoux. asshole.’ Eugenia is left behind ...
Twenty Miles
Isabel Norris has never left the ice. Her father was a hockey legend who died before she was born, and her grandparents have raised her in his skates.
When Iz leaves her grandmother behind to play for ...
Pulpy and Midge
Brian Lembeck – ‘Pulpy’ – takes life slow and steady. He likes his office job, and he likes his gentle, figurine-collecting boss, Al. He even likes the bitter receptionist, though he’s the only ...
The Girls Who Saw Everything
The Lacuna Cabal Montreal Young Women’s Book Club is not content simply to read and discuss books. Their process is a little more involved. They once kidnapped Irving Layton and took him for an excursion ...
The Milk Chicken Bomb
Longlisted for the IMPAC Dublin Literary Award
Shortlisted for the Amazon.ca/Books in Canada First Novel Award
The kid sells lemonade. Not a lot of people buy lemonade, especially now that it’s winter, ...
King
Hoping to erase her unhappy old life, Hazel jumps in her beat-up old car and speeds away. When she pulls up to the Evening and Morning Star Trailer Park, where nothing turns into even more of nothing, ...
The River of Dead Trees
Middle-aged and short on prospects, Charles Wilson returns to Trempes, the village of his childhood, and discovers the body of his childhood friend, Paul Faber, hanging from a tree in the clearing where ...
Miss Lamp
When a mad dentist steals people's teeth, Miss Lamp comes to town.
Miss Lamp, a young and savvy lawyer, is holed up in Room 32 of the Peachland Hotel, waiting for a perfect grilled cheese sandwich and ...
Mauve Desert
First published in 1987, Nicole Brossard's classic novel returns to Coach House in a new edition. A seminal text in Canadian and feminist literature, Mauve Desert is a must-read for readers and writers ...
Yesterday, at the Hotel Clarendon
Nominated for a Governor General's Award for Translation
Yesterday, on my way back from the museum: my head is full of images of storms. A boundless sea of paintings and photographs. Other storms I build ...