tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post7664873203140764029..comments2023-05-16T04:46:21.091-06:00Comments on ALONE ON A WINDY RIDGE: It was cold yesterdayBrenda Schmidthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03576550905189206215noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post-61895244088479299192007-12-04T11:15:00.000-06:002007-12-04T11:15:00.000-06:00Thanks, Keith. I have Lane's book around here some...Thanks, Keith. I have Lane's book around here somewhere, but haven't read it yet. I've moved these books around so much lately. I forget what I have.<BR/><BR/>One of the things I really liked about Metcalf's memoir, and the reason I'd like to read more books like it, is the peek it gives at the Canlit scene. I'd like to have a better grasp of who's who in Canlit and how certain relationships and presses came to be. I find that stuff fascinating.Brenda Schmidthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03576550905189206215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post-65990829342649810002007-12-03T13:21:00.000-06:002007-12-03T13:21:00.000-06:00Patrick Lane's "There is a Season" is exceptional....Patrick Lane's "There is a Season" is exceptional. Annick Smith's "Homestead" equally so.<BR/><BR/>Not a genre I spend much time in, but those were recommended and engaging.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com