In the realm of fiction, women are too often cast as inherently good?typically kind, always considerate, and traditionally in possession of high morals. Not so in the audacious stories of Waiting for the Cyclone.
Debbie, a seemingly perfect mother, shoots pharmaceuticals at night, and Donna lies to her family about volunteering in Afghanistan so she can parasail in Turkey. There's also Alison, who wakes up in bed with a tattooed Mexican man, instead of the less-interesting man who brought her on vacation (her husband). These women, and a dozen others, don't need to be liked and are not compelled to make apologies. These women are perfectly imperfect.
A collection of short stories that behaves much like the weather pattern it was named for, Waiting for the Cyclone is at times fast and reckless and at others, calm yet under high pressure. A powerful literary debut from one of Canada's most promising young writers.
