While in the throes of paper-writing bliss, I was reminded how much I loved this beautiful gem: Alistair MacLeod's 1999 novel, No Great Mischief. Composed as a fictional memoir, this book chronicles the stunning history of the exiled clann Chalum Ruidah from the Highlands of Scotland. Set in the modern landscape of Cape Breton (Canada), our narrator Alexander MacDonald relates his own story, which he finds is inextricably linked to his family's past.
It is about legend. It defines the depths of family bonds. It explores the continuity of history.
It looks at loyalties, it looks at perseverance.
It is melancholic. It is elegaic. It made me cry.
Read it.
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