Keneally’s distinct lives blur
Although he is well into his 80s, it is hard to discern in Thomas Keneally’s work what we’ve come to call ‘‘late style”.
Although he is well into his 80s, it is hard to discern in Thomas Keneally’s work what we’ve come to call ‘‘late style”.
There is a regrettable history of Tasmania being left out but author Richard Flanagan puts it well and truly back on the map.
Toni Jordan belongs to a special breed of writers whose affection for their home breathes off the page.
The men and women who made the Greek island of Hydra their home in the 1960s were many things, but they were never dull.
No amount of narrative outline can clarify the oddity that is encoded in Haruki Murakami’s latest offering.
Ceridwen Dovey has lived with JM Coetzee in her life since she was a baby, when her mother was discovering his novels.
The fundamental astonishment of Kristina Olsson’s novel Shell is that no one thought of doing it before.
It’s hard to think of an Australian better equipped to write about misfits than Mandy Sayer, a square peg in human form.
Clive James’s epic poem shows the power that can be found even when a force is fading.
The shadow hovering over this family triangle is the father’s psychological disrepair.
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