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232 pages, Paperback
First published September 30, 2014
The night you were born I dreamed of a train that surged out of the dark, headlights blazing, furious with light. It bore down on the world, shrieking, a great and terrible movement. You stared, unblinking, and your eyes were fixed on the fading afterimage of wherever you were before we are. You were more awake than anyone I had ever seen, your hands waving lightly in the new air. And I thought: this is how you were born.
When the finalists for the (award) were announced last month, Kate Cayley and her partner explained to their 7-year-old daughter that Cayley was nominated alongside some of the best writers in Canada, including Dionne Brand, Thomas King and Margaret Atwood – all past recipients of the prize.
“My daughter, without a beat, said, ‘Well, you’re not going to win.’”
Classics scholar – I've been educated to believe in fate, not the happy resolution kind, but the older kind in which something happens to you and you bow your head and live in it, there's no other choice.