The story so far
I'm from Adelaide, but I'm living in Abu Dhabi right now. One day, I saw a gold leaf four wheel drive. It made me cry.
My first novel, Black Dust Dancing, was published by Wakefield Press in March 2009. It looks like this:
Category Archives: Reading
Ignoring the issues by sitting on the internet
My love for Annie Lennox is undiminished by time. My first real idol. Or perhaps second after Suzie Quatro. I’ve never bought a Christmas album before though the mister was once given the Mariah Carey one in his work’s Secret … Continue reading
Look mum, no hands
It started back there with Orhan Pamuk, and now, all of a sudden, it’s an obsession. I didn’t notice the trend at first, because you never do notice that kind of thing until you’re in the middle of it, but … Continue reading
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Nobel prizes (something I never usually write about)
Usually, the announcement of the winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature is another opportunity for me to think, ‘I’m something of a pretender really when it comes to the world of literature’. But because of that whole Central and … Continue reading
Good morning
I’m reading Orhan Pamuk’s The Museum of Innocence a book I most highly recommend, though perhaps not as something to be taken on the plane as it is, on its own, the size of a small suitcase and most certainly … Continue reading
Judging a book by its cover
Because the books were sold to me in rebadged covers in similar shades of brown, and because I was not paying proper attention when I picked it off the shelf, it was not, after all, The Lieutenant, but Dark Places … Continue reading
And on the way home we got rained on
Did you know that there is a Roald Dahl Museum and Story Centre? Neither did I. But there is. These dudes, Clewis Productions seem to be associated with it, and we went to their Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes which was … Continue reading
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There's no spare room in a two bedroom apartment that's shared by four people
part one I hold it in my hand for a while before I buy it. I hold it and rub my palm up and down its jacket. It has been on the bookshop shelves for a few weeks now, perhaps … Continue reading
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Books in my life
This past week, I have finished reading two books. Jonathan Franzen The Discomfort Zone: A Personal History and Blake Morrison And When Did You Last See Your Father. I would recommend both of them, but not at the same time … Continue reading
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The Rip
One of the books I took on the flight to Abu Dhabi was Robert Drewe’s The Rip. His earlier collection The Bodysurfers is one of those books that I read whenever I need to understand how writing works. I just … Continue reading
Holiday reading
… ‘It’s as beautifully sad as a Paul Kelly song,’ I said to the mister when I went back inside to get a mid-book snack (dried peach) and refresh my cup of tea (green). We’ve known each other a long … Continue reading
