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“…a finely crafted and remarkably researched tale…”
“McKay’s ability to make Moth’s slum experience visceral is testament to her meticulous research and storytelling prowess.”
Globe & Mail – 5 Nov, 2011 by Christine Fischer Guy
“A powerful novel, rooted in the same elements that made The Birth House both critically lauded and a bestseller…. One of McKay’s gifts and skills as a writer is her ability to utterly immerse the reader in her fictional world…. A powerful, affecting novel.”
National Post – 28 Oct, 2011 by Robert J. Wiersema
“This will be another big book for McKay….another memorable fictional voyage.”
January Magazine – 22 Oct, 2011 by Sienna Powers
“McKay dramatizes Moth’s beginnings with a masterful hand….she delivers another compelling story inhabiting the borderlands of popular and literary fiction.”
Montreal Gazette – 11 Nov, 2011 by Elaine Kalman Naves
“…a world populated with characters that will linger with the reader long after you finish its story.”
Chronicle-Herald – 6 Nov, 2011 by Jodi DeLong
“A lovely novel, written in a style that is both clean and subtle. McKay’s voices are true; her characters sympathetic…. I’m certain readers will take to The Virgin Cure just as they did The Birth House.”
Vancouver Sun, 22 Oct, 2011 – by Tracey Sherlock
“…this is a must-read…if you enjoyed The Birth House, you will LOVE The Virgin Cure.” 5 out of 5 rating
Turning the Pages – 20, Oct, 2011
The Birth House
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When I was a child I loved finding things…a jar of my grandmother's old buttons, a cigar box filled with boy scout badges and river stones, a flouncy party dress pushed to the back of my mother's closet - circa 1955. With every relic I discovered, there came a story. Real or imagined, the tales that surrounded each object were magic, making the 'thing' more immediate, something more than it was before I'd found it.
Fact or fiction, fantastic, joyful or sad, stories make us more than we were before we found them. Welcome to my shoebox of buttons, sealing wax and scribblings.