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doubledaybooks · 12 days ago
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“The worst part about missing someone is when you forget for a second that they're gone. When you remember, the pain hits you harder than before. Forgetting can feel like a gift, but a lot of the time it's just hurt lying in wait.” -Jessica Johns, BAD CREE
Break our hearts, Jessica Johns, why don't you.
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bigcats-birds-and-books · 9 months ago
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Books of 2024: BAD CREE by Jessica Johns.
I've been looking forward to this one since just before the hardback release! I'm generally more of a paperback person, so I snatched it up on paperback release day.
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daphneblakess · 10 months ago
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books i read in 2024: bad cree by jessica johns
We let Sabrina go into the dark woods, and we didn't go in after her. I didn't turn back when I felt the pang of wrongness in my bones, because sometimes fear is so deep it convinces you that yelling sounds like the crunch of sticks, the whip of tree branches, the sound of boots running. We didn't go in after her. We let her become a raven.
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doctornerdington · 8 months ago
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Canada Reads got me. Starting this one now.
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lowcountry-gothic · 11 days ago
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Hurt lives with us always. Like dirt under our fingernails.
Jessica Johns, Bad Cree
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the-weed-and-read · 6 months ago
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Trying to finish this one this weekend too!
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sophjuly · 8 months ago
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"Sabrina's heart, exposed to the world, beat and beat and beat."
- Jessica Johns, "Bad Cree", p. 5
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ademella · 1 year ago
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currently reading
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walk-to-gallows · 6 days ago
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"They will not lose what I have lost"
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thoughtportal · 1 year ago
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Sometimes, a story is set in a place that isn't just a location. It's a character. How do places come alive? We discuss hauntings, homelands, and what it means to write a landscape that is more than backdrop. Joining us is Jesscia Johns, author of Bad Cree, to talk about how place figures into her novel about a monster who stalks Treaty 8 territory in Alberta, Canada.
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Bad Cree, by Jessica Johns
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doubledaybooks · 22 days ago
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“I have so much love I'm sick with it. But there will always be bad living alongside it, etched under my skin. Living with bad doesn't make me bad, though, it's just there like everything else.” -Jessica Johns, BAD CREE
Screaming about this horror book (that's secretly about grief and sisterhood) until everyone on earth has read it.
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dailydccomics · 5 months ago
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 Nicola Scott’s “Through the Ages” covers
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darkmatterzine · 2 years ago
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Bad Cree by Jessica Johns
Bad Cree by Jessica Johns: a #review of a #DarkFantasy story of grief and healing by an #Indigenous author
A review by Nalini Haynes Mackenzie wakes from a nightmare, holding part of a crow. (My stomach clenches. Is this THAT kind of book? THAT kind of horror?) She worries that she’s a bad Cree, a Cree who left her family in mourning, who didn’t return for her sister’s funeral. Now she dreams of her sister, of crows, of a snowy landscape. Despite my growing concern that this is a “real” horror, I keep…
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portersqbooks · 2 years ago
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Katherine is reading Bad Cree by Jessica Johns:
When Mackenzie wakes up with a severed crow's head in her hands, she panics. Only moments earlier she had been fending off masses of birds in a snow-covered forest. In bed, when she blinks, the head disappears.   Night after night, Mackenzie’s dreams return her to a memory from before her sister Sabrina’s untimely death: a weekend at the family’s lakefront campsite, long obscured by a fog of guilt. But when the waking world starts closing in, too—a murder of crows stalks her every move around the city, she wakes up from a dream of drowning throwing up water, and gets threatening text messages from someone claiming to be Sabrina—Mackenzie knows this is more than she can handle alone. Traveling north to her rural hometown in Alberta, she finds her family still steeped in the same grief that she ran away to Vancouver to escape. They welcome her back, but their shaky reunion only seems to intensify her dreams—and make them more dangerous. What really happened that night at the lake, and what did it have to do with Sabrina’s death? Only a bad Cree would put their family at risk, but what if whatever has been calling Mackenzie home was already inside?
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ladzwriting · 2 years ago
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January 2023 Reading Recap
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knightofmordred · 10 months ago
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some black sails bts because im in a silly goofy mood
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