Eccentric Musings (jakaEM)

True story: When Alice Munro won the Nobel, my very first thought was - "Alice? Not Margaret? Hmmm."

My second thought, on walking to my bookshelves was - "Holy crap. I have eight of her books sitting right here." Eight!  Right at my finger tips! All of them forgotten and passed over as I looked for more 'interesting' fare ... usually of the Atwood variety (for they sit, side-by-side, on the shelves: literary comrades in so many ways); sometimes for something similar, albeit a little more peripheral (when Marian Engel got the nod).

Alice Munro, Margaret Atwood, Marian Engel ... Margaret Laurence and Carol Shields, too. All contemporaries in time and [roughly] place. All inextricably linked in my own head, and on my bookshelves. Waiting. Quiet and patient; wise and rich.