Dimensions:8.25in x 5.5 x 0.75 in | 0.63 lb
Page Count:280 pages
Bird Shadows is a playful tale of eccentricities, misconceptions, and misogyny. While working on a personal spiritual project, an irreverent artist encourages her religious sister to rethink the marriage that seems to be killing her soul.
The people in the quaint little Bay of Fundy fishing village of Brood Bay will not soon forget the events of 1995. It was an outrage! A good Christian family was torn apart by the wicked influence of a mentally unbalanced, morally challenged artist. Pastor Wallace was appalled by the improper, if not downright evil, behaviour that had taken place right under his nose. His sympathies were most certainly with the abandoned husband, Warren, deacon of the church, generous and innocent man of God. But was Warren as innocent as he appeared?
Not according to his sister-in-law, Rube. She had always seen through the posing and the praying, As Rube sifted through her dreams, panning for God, her sister, Helen, was forced to acknowledge that her fundamentalist husband was not very Godly.
Jennie Morrow is a writer and visual artist who is inspired/provoked by the issues found at the intersection of feminism and religion. She lives in Nova Scotia. Bird Shadows is her debut novel.
"An intensely visual and clever take on religious hypocrisy, seen through the vivid eyes of an artist, her oddball friends, and a gaggle of wannabe Christians. Not for the overly-righteous. Praise be?the pages turn by themselves."
?Carole Giangrande, author of The Tender Birds and All That Is Solid Melts Into Air
"Sisters Rube and Helen?one consumed by dreaming and the other by daydreaming?are as opposite as birds and their shadows. Jennie Morrow's clever prose flies us between them until, at last, the women reach each other and recognize a startling similarity of shape. The big themes of this novel are deeply serious: the tensions between truths and lies, judgment and acceptance, spirituality and churchiness; and the million ways to stifle human potential. In those depths you'll find Morrow's language is as joyful as a sparrow playing in a puddle and as full of intent as a crow chasing a hawk across the sky."
?Dian Day, author of The Madrigal and The Clock of Heaven