Geordie Williamson

THE Review of Australian Fiction is the most sophisticated and best-designed Australian digital-only magazine that I am aware of.

CAMPBELL Newman’s message, that literature doesn’t matter, couldn’t be more wrong.

Geordie Williamson and Chief Literary Critic

PATRICK White may be barely read these days, yet the publication of his unfinished novel reaffirms his genius.

TWO new biographies of Charles Dickens are timed to celebrate the bicentenary of a writer second in line only to Shakespeare.

PETER Carey’s new novel is a story of secret love, desperate loss and the healing qualities of a beautiful mechanical bird.

TENNYSON’S In Memoriam is the most sustained, lyrical and lachrymose elegy in English.

EVEN those who admire Joan Didion must admit it: her writing comes in only one flavour, anatomising breakdown in all its guises.

THE season promises some enticing reading, from the latest Alex Miller novel to a splendid series of Christina Stead reissues.

GILLIAN Mears’s prose has a nervy, thoroughbred grace that is evident in her long-awaited fourth novel, Foal’s Bread.

ONE of the mysteries of recent literary history – when half the planet is twittering – is the renaissance of the ultra-long novel.