![]() ![]() So, non-Indigenous people have set up new “schools,” and bands of Recruiters roam the countryside looking for Indigenous fugitives they can capture to harvest the bone marrow in which dreaming resides. In this near-future narrative (about sixty years out, I think), Dimaline recapitulates the horrors of colonialism and residential schools through a new lens: no one except Indigenous people can dream. So The Marrow Thieves was fighting an uphill battle, yet Cherie Dimaline manages to make me appreciate the intensity of the experience.įrenchie is a 15-year-old Indigenous (Anishnaabe, I think?) boy who, after losing his immediate family, falls in with another group of Indigenous survivors on the run. ![]() ![]() In particular, I’ve never been a fan of The Road–style stories of survival of small groups. My enjoyment of post-apocalyptic, dystopian fiction is waning heavily these days. ![]()
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