Hobart is beautiful and vibrant, but it sits on the edge of two great emptinesses.
I have great hopes for this idea ...
Upstairs, in a fine old house, Mrs Inglethorp dies of strychnine poisoning ...
You can’t really discuss Australian crime fiction without mentioning Jane Harper’s first book. It has been spectacularly successful. Here's one reason.
Hobart sits on the edge of two great emptinesses. In a way I think we have inherited a deep sense of loneliness.
Agatha Christie can be taken seriously as a modernist author.
“If a narrative is going to be as clumsy as that, can’t it have some guns?”
There are things we should know, there is something we should be seeing.
Something is happening here but you don’t know what it is.
The Slipping Place a page-turning murder mystery, but it also a meditation on the mind. It is about lies, secrets and unspeakable cruelty. It is about the things we thought we knew, and the things we miss… and it is about a choice, a decision point, that is infinitely, vanishingly, terrifyingly small. see: joannabakerauthor.com … Continue reading Something at the corner of vision, that vanishes as you turn towards it.