White Resin

There is something about Audrée Wilhelmy I cannot find anywhere else. It’s in her style, of course. In her method, certainly. In her inventiveness, no doubt. But it goes beyond all that. With Wilhelmy, it lies in the pact she makes with the reader, as if the singularity of the universe she offers us does not come so much from literature, as from witchcraft. An ode to all-powerful freedom: of the body, of the land, of language, and of the feminine. Voir.ca

Like the places she creates, Audrée Wilhelmy’s literary domain is vast and never ceases to dazzle. Lettres québécoises

By means of a demanding and chiseled prose, eminently poetic, rich in neologisms and in borrowings from native and northern European languages ​​(several can be found in a very convenient ‘Lexicon’), Wilhelmy draws us into a reality that is both familiar and transfigured, where femininity and nature maintain profound and mysterious relationships. Nuit Blanche

[A] poetic, imaginative tale about the relationship between nature and industry.

Chatelaine

The lingering power of the story lies with the vivid imagery Wilhelmy conjures … Susan Ouriou’s translation is a marvel of precision and musicality.

Canadian Notes & Queries

White Resin is an enchanting, heartbreaking novel.

Miramichi Reader

White Resin restores a vision of the Canadian wilderness more in line with Indigenous ideas of a mutually dependent relationship between humanity and the natural environment. As a novel for our ecologically riven moment, it’s particularly powerful. As a lyrical, strange, occasionally mysterious story, it is unlike most anything else you’re likely to read in quite a while.

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