Discover Kim Echlin’s “Tell Others: Storytelling for a World in Turmoil” – and join Kim for May Events in Edmonton

The talented and accomplished Kim Echlin is launching her new nonfiction book Tell Others: Storytelling in a World in Turmoil. Kim visits Edmonton for a reading and interview May 5 & 6. โ€œCensorship, testimony, translation, silencing, and listeningโ€”these five words are the beautiful and timely spine of this story. Taking some of the most difficult historical violences of our times as the incitement to read otherwise, Echlin shows the ways in which fiction provides readers a moment of respite. In these pages, the words, language, and stories of others quietly provide us the possibility of community, of refusal, of renewal and of what is possible when we make ourselves available to other accounts of what it means to live a life. We read the writer reading and we share a certain unity through words that produce liberating sensations for collective possibilities beyond despair.โ€ โ€”Rinaldo Walcott, author ofย The Long Emancipation: Moving Toward Black Freedom

Pandemonium Journal 17/12/22 โ€” of necropolitical conspiracy theorists, authoritarians, & fascists (things as they are in Alberta and abroad)

The bad guys and gals are winning too close to home. โ€‹

Pandemic Journal 26/6/22 โ€” when โ€œdeath leaves us homesickโ€ย 

On mourning and melancholia. On the loss of friends and lovers. And the loss of womenโ€™s rights to abortion in the U.S. so courageously gained 50 years ago. Melancholia must give way to action. Change via feminist transformation cannot be counted on to remain. Stay engaged! The struggle continues!

Pandemic Journal 22/5/20-17/6/20 โ€”โ€œGone Bananasโ€ Notes From My Solitudinous Solitude

By day, I count the inequities now underscored and bathed in broad daylight by pandemic effects. The youth with no future. The aged warehoused in dead zones. The mothers whose workday suddenly expands with childcare, teaching, and at-home paid labour. For instance, in my old haunt - the university, academic womenโ€™s publications have fallen off precipitously since COVID-19 appeared. The pandemic operates like a magnifying glass of injustices. ...Once I went for walks in the ravine. Now I listen to the rain from underneath the covers. The monsoon that is late May and sometimes June promises to go on through the summer. My psychic drama.