“They never lost their way or seemed even momentarily uncertain of their location. They traveled narrow paths cut through tuckamore and bog or took shortcuts along the shoreline, chancing the unpredictable sea ice. Every hill and pond and stand of… — 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
