The Orenda

I stop to look up because the sun breaks, puffs of my breath shimmering in the first light. It’s you who shimmers, my love, in this first morning light. The sun will illuminate all of it. I know this most of all. The sun will show the Haudenosaunee who chase us exactly where to go,…

‘It seemed like the right time for a story I grew up in,’ the novelist says of the book he wrote instead. (Click here for an excerpt)