Ross Raisin, Waterline

Waterline doesn’t technically use first-person narration, but it’s impossible to separate Raisin’s omniscient narrative voice—rambling, incisive and soaked to the bone in a thick Scottish dialect—from what the inside of Mick’s head must sound like. Even when Mick heads down to London, the accent dogs both him and his story. It’s a sneaky move on Raisin’s part: Language is the one part of Mick’s past he can never shake loose.

Today is an exciting one: after years of working my way up the ranks, from alt-weeklies to magazines, and from local venues to farther-reaching ones, I’ve officially cracked the books pages of both of Canada’s national newspapers, the National Post and, now, the venerable Globe and Mail. Hooray!

Plus I got to write a rave review, which is a nice little bonus. It’s for Ross Raisin’s sophomore novel Waterline; read the full thing here.

  1. bermudianabroad said: sounds interesting (and congrats on making it to the big top!)
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