Caitlin, Congratulations! A THEORY OF EXPANDED LOVE is a “Best New Fiction” pick at iBooks. This is really huge — and fantastic. Shout it from the rooftops and do that happy dance — I’m sure you’re getting pretty good at it by now. So much to celebrate.
Well done,
Elizabeth Turnbull, Senior Editor
Light Messages Publishing
Meaningful books by emerging authors
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“I couldn’t put it down”
“Caitlin Hicks coming-of-age debut novel, A Theory of Expanded Love, 12 year-old Annie Shea narrates her struggles, both spiritual and existential, in an increasingly mystifying world. Annie, smack in the middle of a horde of thirteen children, feels all but invisible inside her overwhelmingly pious, 1963 saint-obsessed Catholic family. The story, opening with the death of Pope John XXIII, and the subsequent short-listing of family friend, Cardinal Stefanucci as the possible future Pontiff, throws Annie into a frenzy of self-aggrandizing lying in an effort to elevate the status of her family within her close-knit community. Finally and deservedly the Shea family, even though they’re one offspring short, may have a chance to surpass the Feeneys for the highest rank of holy roller in their Pasadena Parish.
Each chapter opens with an entry in Annie’s diary, placing the reader not only squarely inside her innermost musings and predicaments, but inside the tumultuous zeitgeist of the 60s as well. . . .Growing up in in a messy brood of devout Catholics in the 60s might not be an especially harmonious experience but it certainly makes for entertaining reading. Although I occasionally felt I might be losing the thread of the over-all story during Annie’s asides describing the chaos in which she lives, I nevertheless felt compelled to read on. In fact, I couldn’t put it down. — Inge Trueman, writer
For complete review: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23152652-a-theory-of-expanded-love
LAUNCH: This Saturday, June 13th @ 7:30 PM at Sunshine coast Arts Centre in Sechelt. From 1963: food, music & trivia. Prizes. Dress like you’re in 1963. Or not.
