Stephen Orr, The hands: An Australian pastoral (Review)

As promised, here is my review of a farm novel, Adelaide-based Stephen Orr's The hands: An Australian pastoral. It is his sixth novel but the first that I've read. Where have I been? The hands is such a good read I wonder why I haven't read him before. Among the review excerpts for his previous novels provided at the beginning … Continue reading Stephen Orr, The hands: An Australian pastoral (Review)

Eleanor Limprecht, Long Bay (Review)

One of the things that interests me about historical fiction, of which Eleanor Limprecht's Long Bay is an example, is why the author in question chooses to write his/her story as fiction rather than non-fiction. As I've written before, this is an issue with which Kate Grenville grappled when she wrote The secret river. That book was initially going to … Continue reading Eleanor Limprecht, Long Bay (Review)

Neel Mukherjee, The lives of others (Review)

Before I talk about Neel Mukherjee's Booker Prize short-listed The lives of others, I want to briefly mention the experience of reading it on the Kindle. I probably haven't told you my little reading rule of thumb before, which is that I aim to buy Australian books in print, and overseas books electronically. It's my measured foray into … Continue reading Neel Mukherjee, The lives of others (Review)

Hanif Kureishi, The buddha of suburbia (Review)

The first thing to say about Hanif Kureishi's 1990 Whitbread award-winning novel The buddha of suburbia is that it's pretty funny. It's a comic satire - over-the-top at times, confronting at others. It has its dark moments, but it's also brash, irreverent and ultimately warm-hearted towards its tangled band of not always admirable but mostly very human characters. I've come late … Continue reading Hanif Kureishi, The buddha of suburbia (Review)

Mark Henshaw, The snow kimono (Review)

I wasn't far into Mark Henshaw's The snow kimono before I started to sense some similarities to Kazuo Ishiguro. I was consequently tickled when, about halfway through, up popped a secondary character named Mr Ishiguro. Coincidental? I can't help thinking it's not - but I haven't investigated whether Henshaw has said anything about this. I'm not at all suggesting, … Continue reading Mark Henshaw, The snow kimono (Review)