Monday musings on Australian literature: Forgotten writers 10, Ruby Mary Doyle

Unlike my last forgotten writer, Dulcie Deamer, today's writer, though a prolific contributor to newspapers in her day, has slipped into the shadows. Neither Wikipedia nor the Australian dictionary of biography (ADB) contain articles for her, but the AustLit database does. As with many of my Forgotten Writers articles, I researched and posted a versions … Continue reading Monday musings on Australian literature: Forgotten writers 10, Ruby Mary Doyle

Andra Putnis, Stories my grandmothers didn’t tell me (#BookReview)

Local writer Andra Putnis' book, Stories my grandmothers didn't tell me: Two women's journeys from war-torn Europe to a new life in Australia, was my reading group's February read. Not only was it highly recommended by two members who had read it, but we were told the author would be happy to attend our meeting … Continue reading Andra Putnis, Stories my grandmothers didn’t tell me (#BookReview)

Author Talk: The season with Helen Garner

It is a measure of the love and respect readers have for Helen Garner that this event, held in the National Library of Australia's 300-seat theatre, had a 200-strong waiting list. And, it was well worth booking early for. The evening was emceed by Luke Hickey, the National Library's Assistant Director-General Engagement. He started with … Continue reading Author Talk: The season with Helen Garner

Melanie Cheng, The burrow (#BookReview)

You may have heard the announcement by Sean Manning, of Simon & Schuster’s flagship imprint in the US, that he will “no longer require authors to obtain blurbs for their books”. Australian media academic Julian Novitz discussed the decision in The Conversation in a piece titled "Brilliant, moving, thought-provoking! Simon & Schuster is dispensing with book … Continue reading Melanie Cheng, The burrow (#BookReview)

Frank Dalby Davison, Dusty (#BookReview)

It's a strange coincidence that my second review for Bill's Gen 1-3 Aussie male writers week is for a novel titled Dusty, when my first was for a short story titled "Dust". One of those funny little readerly synchronicities. The title, however, is about the only synchronicity because, although both stories allude to the dusty Australian landscape, … Continue reading Frank Dalby Davison, Dusty (#BookReview)