As a cranky painter who much preferred the company of her sheepdog, Emily Carr was resurrected as the unlikely heroine for historical fiction in Susan Vreeland’s The Forest Lover (Viking 2004, $36). Whether it’s all true or not, or just sorta true, well, you gotta love the hype. “From illegal potlatches in tribal communities in the interior, and a tryst with a French fur trader to Paris in 1911, where she was part of the birth of modernism and cubism…” We await the sex life of Emily Dickinson.
Forest Lover; 0-670-04481-4
[BCBW 2004] "Carr"