Meh, says she. Why do we line up for prize listed books?* Because we’re told to. And like good Canadians, we likes to be linin’ up, whether fer da books or at da Tim Hortons fer our double-doubles, eh? Like everyone else, I have followed the coverage and pondered the obvious: When exactly did Douglas Coupland find time to write another novel? Who does Annabel Lyon’s hair? Is Margaret Atwood pissed? One thing I have not wondered, however, is which of the anointed books to add to my shelf, worthy efforts though I’m sure they are. You read that right: This fall, I won’t be reading any...
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