Michael Winter’s fiction is a lot like hearing him talk about his life… harrowing in an after-the-fact hilarious way. Full of wonder and mystery. A hangover you wouldn’t miss for the world. — Michael Crummey Copy Share Image
“He wasn’t a religious man but a vision of what Paradise might be came to him, a windowed room afloat on an endless sea,… — Michael Crummey Copy Share Image
“He was struck by the sensation she’d made it happen in some way, that his life was simply a story the old woman was… — Michael Crummey Copy Share Image
Michael Winter’s fiction is a lot like hearing him talk about his life… harrowing in an after-the-fact hilarious way. Full of wonder and mystery.… — Michael Crummey Copy Share Image
“From what I have seen of the world, Reverend, motherhood is a certainty, but fatherhood is a subject of debate.” — Michael Crummey Copy Share Image
“They never lost their way or seemed even momentarily uncertain of their location. They traveled narrow paths cut through tuckamore and bog or took… — Michael Crummey Copy Share Image
“Levi’s motives were never quite as obvious. There was an Old Testament ruthlessness about him, Shambler thought, something inscrutably tribal at the root.” — Michael Crummey Copy Share Image
