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THE LOVED ONE: EVELYN WAUGH
GENRE: SATIRICAL COMEDY It was through reading this book published in 1948 that I learned of the existence of and sheer power of satire to engage the brain in a tug-o-war between laughing and observing conventions. Double entendre entered my naive farmgirl world, as did euphemisms, the concept of a love triangle and juxtaposition. Thanks…
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RETURN OF THE NATIVE: THOMAS HARDY
GENRE: CLASSIC TRAGIC BRITISH LITERATURE This book was a so-called classic— one of the books they ‘make you read’ at school that everybody loves to hate. I, however, loved it. I recently reread it because I couldn’t remember why and became lost in the description of the bleakness of Egdon Heath, which was in itself…
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ON WRITING: A MEMOIR OF THE CRAFT: STEPHEN KING
Welcome to my first book review. I have two confessions to make up front. The first is that my greatest introversion-driven two-pronged aspiration has been, for over sixty years, to be a writer and to live in a ‘chambre de bonne’—a garret room with a view over Paris. There’s a picture of me somewhere on…
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Weekend Away: Maryborough, Queensland
Photo queens Park, Maryborough. (L Kelly) There’s so much to explore, enjoy and absorb…
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Thoughts on storytelling in the age of ‘Social’ Media
This week, I used AI to generate a photo of myself in Piaget’s study.…
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The Abbey Museum of Art and Archaeology, Caboolture QLD
You may, when watching the news in February, have heard about the theft of…
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Just musing on manuscript rejection:
Publishers are looking for certain genres to fill their quotas. They demand authors and…
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Taking the Tokyo Subway
This is the statue of Hachiko, Japan’s equivalent of Scotland’s Greyfriars Bobby (photo copyright…
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Five Mystical Things About Rosslyn Chapel, Scotland
It added to the depth of the experience that no-one was allowed to take…
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The Power of Storytelling: Turning Inner Struggles into Character Arcs
Writers love to write plot twists; we revel in the next jolt of excitement.…
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There ain’t no cure for the Summertime Blues
I hate the story summer tells, and the way I never seem to belong…
