NO GREAT MISCHIEF | Alistair MacLeod

As I begin to tell this, it is the golden month of September in southwestern Ontario.

MacLeod's opening line had me straight away. I trust him. Like his fellow Canadian, Farley Mowat, he tells it simply. His truth isn't simple; it is complex, nuanced, seasoned over time to a depth and richness that calls to us in our unguarded moments.  And MacLeod's voice is authentic, like the family myths that knit our experience to the lives of our parents, their Screen Shot 2014-12-03 at 9.19.56 PMparents and those who preceeded them.

He continues in an observant and responsive son-sibling-nephew voice that dutifully cares for imperfect elders without judgement. He cares for his family members and his past, yet never drifts into sentimentality. He doesn't question his role. He accepts his responsibility to his inherited DNA, his red hair and innate talent for epic songs. He embraces his obligation to his living relations. And he contentedly shoulders his obligations to the future of his clan Chalum Ruaidh.

This novel celebrates writing and one of North America's and Scotland's hardy family histories. It will endure.