“From 1861 until the end of the war in 1865, clandestine activities in Montreal closely resembled what occurred in places such as spy-riddled Casablanca, Lisbon or Geneva during the Second World War.”
“A dusting of snow had fallen over the village and a green curtain of electric light rippled across the sky.”
“Verboczy has the literary talent to make his story worth reading, uniquely painting his own experiences against the backdrop of a new life in Quebec and the province’s vision of its future.”
The beauty of the world cannot be expressed in one language alone, always the same. And a poem by Anne Hébert can even speak to the goof-off seated in the last row of the class of a regular high school in a Danish village.
An interview with Montreal-based writer Matthew Murphy, author of A Beckoning War.
“In the roomy cinderblock barn now serving as his headquarters, he ticks down the minutes till the attack, cigarette by cigarette, the burning fuse of time. Twenty minutes. Ten minutes. Soldiers come and go.”