Wrong Way Round: One Country, One Camper Trailer, One Family, One Amazing Adventure by Lorna Hendry
Explore Australia 2015
“We were on our first day of a trip around Australia with our two sons, Oscar, eight, and Dylan, six. We had quit our jobs, rented out our house, enrolled the kids in Distance Education and left home to have an adventure.”
What begins as an ambitious, year-long road trip through and around the heart of Australia for Lorna Hendry, her husband James and their two young sons from Fitzroy, Melbourne, turns into a three year long experience that completely changes their outlook on life and living in the 21st century. After three years of planning and saving, they think they are prepared for life on the road, but they learn the hard way that you can never plan for everything. Even their first night away tests them when Lorna discovers that all their kitchen supplies are infested with tiny black ants. It’s easy enough to say you’ll home school the kids – how hard can it be? – but the reality is: very hard. And it’s months before they realise they’ve been erecting the camper trailer all wrong.
Alongside the interesting details of life on the road in a harsh, hot and sparsely populated environment – and anyone planning a road trip in Australia should make this compulsory reading, I’m sure – is the landscape itself, and their interactions with it and the people. The one that really sticks with you is their experience at Lake Eyre, the lowest point of Australia. A rough track, barely navigable by 4WD, leads to a salty plain that fills with water about four times every hundred years, but when it does it is the largest – and saltiest – lake in Australia. Hendry’s description foreshadows the night to come:
Around us, the landscape was a wasteland of black rock. Giant slabs sloped away, colliding with each other and shearing off, leaving edges as clean as a knife blade. There were no trees in sight and, even in April, it was hot. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like in December. … When we arrived, there was one elevated toilet block, a few information signs and no sign of life. We were the only people there. We might have been the only people in the world. (pp.48-9)
There is nothing at Lake Eyre to support life, and the lack of birdsong, flies, ants – anything that moves, eats, breathes – is eery beyond anything Hendry has experienced. She hallucinates and sees mirages,and navigational equipment goes “haywire”. At night, both Lorna and her husband James lie awake, imagining axe-murderers and serial killers, unable to sleep, trying not to vomit, unable even to tell when morning has come because there are no animal sounds to herald it: no birdsong.
Compared with that experience – made no less scarier by the cross marking the death of an Austrian tourist who tried to walk out, after her boyfriend became ill and their car got stuck. Hendry gets across the eeriness of this death when she mentions that the woman, Caroline, “was still carrying more than six litres of water.” (p.52) Hendry ends the account with this insight:
I think now that what I felt that night at Halligan Bay was not just about being alone. It was also that, after forty years of city life, I was surrounded for the very first time by a landscape that made no concessions at all to the requirements of human life. I had spent my entire life priding myself on my independence, when only a few days’ drive from home there were places where my urban resourcefulness was totally inadequate. (p.53)
There are many experiences, incidents and moments in Wrong Way Round that make this book both entertaining and educational. There is a lot of Australia that I have never seen, and while I don’t envisage us ever doing anything quite like this – I would want one of us to know more about cars before taking on a journey like this, for a start – it would be a regret of mine if I didn’t ever see the rest of my country. Lorna Hendry doesn’t hide the difficulties or downplay the hard moments, the trials and the expense (and it IS an expensive road trip!), but she also makes clear the positive effects this experience had on them, especially her young sons. Other parents who had done similar journeys were in agreement: the travelling and being without luxuries and “stuff”, spending time with white and Aboriginal peoples in small communities – sometimes staying for months to work and raise more money – has cause the boys to be more resourceful and flexible, able to hold adult conversations and a greater appreciation for things. For Lorna and her husband, they found out just how well they can survive without constantly spending money and acquiring stuff, two things that we do so much of in an urban environment, often without even realising it.
For a while I was a bit worried at the casual and brief treatment of Aboriginals in this travel memoir – mostly that Hendry seemed so awkward and self-conscious about being ‘white’ in a landscape that so clearly – more clearly than a city – does not really welcome you and yet you ‘own’ it, by dint of being white. Yet, towards the end of their travels, when they find themselves working in Aboriginal communities – running the shop, doing the school bus route – Hendry’s greater understanding comes across. (Her boys don’t hold back, but freely play and mingle with the local Aboriginal children, learning their dialect and stories.) There is a humorous moment (one among many), when, in Lombadina, WA, a couple arrive “in a shiny black Hummer.” They pay for three nights in one of the new motel-style units, but return to the office looking sad. When Lorna asks what’s wrong, the woman says, “Well, dear, it doesn’t even have a TV!” “I managed not to laugh. ‘Most people come here for the outdoor stuff. It is kind of remote.’ ‘But What doe you expect us to do at night? Sit and look at each other?’ ‘Play cards?’ I suggested. She glared at me.” (p.211) It’s funny but also sad to think of people who don’t know what to do with themselves and need the distraction of a television, rather than talk to each other or simply sit and relax. (There are also people, couples – you’ve seen them, or maybe you are one of them – who go out to a restaurant and spend the entire dinner looking at their mobile phones and never speak to each other. When did this become the new ‘normal’?)
At the beginning of the book is a big, 2-page map of Australia, neatly labelled and covered with arrowed lines so that you can follow their journey in a visual-spatial way: this I loved. At the back are some photos, an example of their fuel consumption, and a page from a language lesson. Throughout her memoir, Hendry recounts the highs and lows, the small details and big concerns with an engaging, personable style that makes you feel like you’ve got to know her and can visualise it all. (There were a couple of spots that I had trouble following, but overall she writes with clarity and humour.) Most of all, you can vicariously travel around Australia with Wrong Way Round, and Hendry doesn’t entirely put you off doing it for real, one day.
Of Beast and Beauty by Stacey Jay
Delacorte Press 2013
YA Speculative Fiction
This standalone Fantasy/Science Fiction/Romance story takes place on another world that, several centuries before this particular story takes place, was colonised by an alien race of humanoids. Upon landing, as we learn in the fable-like prologue, the people were transformed by the new planet’s godlike creator so that they could survive in this new world. However, the transformations were deemed monstrous by those still untouched, and segregation began. The ‘smooth skins’ sealed themselves inside domes to protect themselves, leaving the ‘monstrous’ outside to survive on their own. Which would not have been a problem for them, except that in order for the Smooth Skins to survive inside their artificial bubble cities, they made a deal with a dark magic. In return for human sacrifice – blood – the dark magic sustains the cities, but at the cost of the rest of the world. Now the Monstrous live in increasingly desolate deserts, starving and desperate, while inside the domed cities, life, too, is degrading more and more.
In one such domed city lives Princess Isra, a Smooth Skin and only child of the king. As the Queen, she is destined to sacrifice herself for her people and her city, Yuan. She has always known her fate, and no one questions it, least of all Isra. Blind since an accident that led to the death of her mother when she was just a child, Isra is confined to her tower with her mute maid, Needle. But Isra’s dream is to feel the wind on her face, and sometimes, at night, she climbs down from her tower to run through the palace rose garden in order to create one.
It is during one such late-night, forbidden excursion that Isra encounters a Monstrous who has broken into the dome. It attacks her, but when the guards come to her aid she convinces them to take it to a cell rather than kill it. Convinced that the Monstrous know plants that can prevent mutations or lessen their severity, she arranges for her prisoner to help her make a garden and grow these plants, as a gift to give her city. More and more people are afflicted and Banished by mutations, though Isra is ignorant of the true depth of the problem.
As Isra’s friendship with the captive Monstrous, Gem, develops and strengthens, certain long-buried truths begin to be revealed – and her own eyesight returns. Faced with what seems at first an impossible choice – between her love for Gem and her loyalty to her own people – Isra comes to realise that the two are inseparable, and that she has just one chance to save them all from a centuries-long curse.
This retelling of Beauty and the Beast is imaginative and takes on broader issues than the original, due to its cosmic scope and futuristic setting. You will be able to recognise the main tropes, even when they’ve been bent asunder; there’s also a hint of Sleeping Beauty here, too, especially with the rose garden, which isn’t a normal rose garden but a blood-thirsty, thorn-covered extension of the dark magic – and a malevolent barrier that our heroine must break through.
While the writing isn’t anything special (there is the matter of my current number 1 pet peeve, present tense), the ideas Jay engages with and the main characters she has developed in the story remain the novel’s strengths. Blindness aside, Isra is at first arrogant and rather selfish, and figuratively blind to reality – or rather, truth. But then, so is everyone in Yuan. She grows and develops as a person and comes out far stronger, which is just what you want to see in a leader as well as a female protagonist. Gem is perhaps less well-drawn but still feels real, and sympathetic. They present two very different views and it’s to Jay’s credit that both are believable, and understandable.
The two worlds, represented by the two very different civilisations on this planet, are vastly different, but bound in the familiar. What is perhaps a little peculiar is Jay’s choice in using Asian-sounding names and physical descriptions. There is, however, no indication that these people derived from Earth, and even if they did, it is entirely feasible that an Asian race would have embarked on its own voyage. We are so used to white, American stories of space travel, exploration and colonisation that it has become some kind of accepted norm, as if only white people will be ‘saved’. Well, we see and understand our reality through our own lens, which is normal, but I do like it when speculative fiction pushes us out of our comfort zones and forces us to see things differently. It’s in keeping with Jay’s story that she forces readers to visualise a black-haired, slight and short race, rather than mirrors of ourselves.
I do love Beauty and the Beast, it’s one of my favourites and I enjoy retellings of it too. I like how Jay took the basic premise and turned it into a critical narrative of our own blind arrogance, class divisions and wastefulness.
Isn’t this what Yuan is about? Killing for what we want, what we’ve convinced ourselves we deserve? The nobles living in obscene luxury at the expense of the common people, the common people clinging to their small comforts at the expense of the Banished, and all of us stealing life away from the land and the people outside the dome so that we can have feast days and harvest festivals and surplus and more and more and more when even half of what we have would be more than enough? [p.367]
While I gravitate towards romance, and the romance in Of Beast and Beauty was nicely developed, it was the planet and the population at large that held my greatest sympathies, and for which I ached the most. This was probably achieved by the interesting little prologue, in which the planet’s creator tells its side of the story, and explains the curse. This personified the planet and made the impact of the covenant between the early rulers and the dark magic that much more tragic and awful. And while you only get a glimpse of the Banished, and not much more of the disabled residents of Yuan, a glimpse is enough to highlight the illusion that Isra and the other noble families are living under – again, quite true to life. The point of the story isn’t the daily existence of those suffering, but of a leader awakening from delusion and making a drastic but necessary step in order to bring about change. In effect, Isra spurns capitalism in favour of a return to the earth. In this, the novel speaks to our own disenfranchisement with the so-called conveniences and comforts of our world, that we’ve laboured so long to achieve, and which have turned out to be so hollow and unsatisfying.
The Antigone Poems by Marie Slaight
Artwork by Terrence Tasker
Trade Paperback with Flaps
This collection of poems, inspired by Sophocles’ class Greek Tragedy, Antigone, was written by Marie Slaight between the years 1972 and 1981; the artwork by Terrence Tasker was created between 1974 and 1979. Both were living in Montreal at the time, but as far as I can tell this is the first time the work has been collected and published (by the the Sydney-based arts production company Slaight is director of). This is a beautifully printed and bound book, almost square in shape, produced on high-quality paper.
Sophocles’ Antigone is a part of a trilogy of plays which includes Oedipus the King and Electra; the events of Antigone come after Oedipus but is considered the ‘first’ play. Antigone is the daughter of Oedipus and his mother, Jocasta. I will turn to Wikipedia for this next bit, for the sake of convenience and my feeble memory: “Antigone is the subject of a popular story in which she attempts to secure a respectable burial for her brother Polynices, who was killed in battle between him and his brother Eteocles even though he is seen as a traitor to Thebes and the law forbids even mourning for him, punishable by death.” I haven’t finished reading the original play, which I hoped would give me some context and deeper understanding of Slaight’s poems, mostly due to work commitments.
Slaight’s poems – which I took to be in Antigone’s voice – are very short and can be read in several ways. You could read the poems as angst-riddled melodrama. You could read the poems as expressions of a tortured soul. You can read the poems – as you can many poems – as incomprehensible, simple words strung together into lines that befuddle rather than illuminate. You can read the poems as stark and beautiful and insightful glimpses into the darker side of human nature. I fear, despite frequent re-readings of the poems, both in order and as individual poems, that I am left largely untouched. I struggled to speak Slaight’s language, to pierce the myth and share a deeper meaning. Arranged into chapters, I first read the collection all the way through, trying not to rush (the poems are so short it’s easy to do). I came back to it later and went through them again, focussing on the those poems that did seem to stir some understanding within me (I often advise my students, when having to read something challenging, to start by focussing on what you do understand, and often the rest will become clear in context or on re-reads). This usually works, but somehow, I still felt like I was reading a foreign language, one I could pronounce but not grasp.
Some poems (all are untitled) seem on the verge of saying something profound:
We live our lives
The instant between life and death.
To touch death always,
That is the sun.
While others confound me, as I search for narrative meaning where perhaps there is none:
Daughter of a dark sun
My loins moving
Sweep scarlet over dawn
My peak carrying
Ice-frenzy to the fire
Where ecstasy balms
My lips of pain
When I am used
The innate language.
The potency is shattering.
Only the night
Where is my tongue?
If this perfume doesn’t burst
It will twist into venom.
I’m the kind of person – the kind of reader – who wants to understand. And I don’t like to give up, admit defeat, or cry ignorance or stupidity. I could say that I read this at a bad time – busy with work, my mind distracted and stressed – but that doesn’t explain my struggle with these poems. Others have found depth and passion and soul in these poems. I would like that, very much. They do verge on the melodramatic for me, with many references to fires and flames and pain and blood and torture. I have limited patience for self-flagellation or self-indulgence, especially when deeper layers of meaning escape me. But there are moments when words are aligned that are beautiful on their own (my students can bare witness to the giddy delights I ascend to when I get excited over language and beautiful-sounding words!).
Copyright: Terrence Tasker
Perhaps in conversation these poems come alive. Often our understanding grows and deepens and matures through discussion, and I haven’t been able to discuss these with anyone. Perhaps, too, I long for narrative. You won’t learn anything about Antigone’s story from this collection, which according to the (finely written) blurb is “an intensely personal invocation of the Sophocles tragedy” that “questions power, punishment and one of mythology’s oldest themes: rebellion.” I keep going back to this description, then back to the poems, trying to find this understanding. My brain grows tired, I cannot think, let alone feel. Not even turning to Tasker’s artworks helps to illuminate what could possibly be called postmodern poetry (I do love the cover though).
Ultimately, poetry is an intimate thing – more so than any other literary form, I tend to think, it reveals more and opens the composer wide to scrutiny. Writing is a brave thing, a creative outlet that makes us strong while also leaving us vulnerable. And enjoyment or enlightenment is often, if not always, subjective. These poems didn’t click with me. I was so looking forward to reading them and experiencing them in a visceral way, but it just didn’t happen. For others, though, the magic could just as easily be there.
My thanks to the publisher for a copy of this book via TLC Book Tours
Eat the Sky, Drink the Ocean edited by Kirsty Murray, Payal Dhar & Anita Roy
Allen & Unwin 2015
Short Story Anthology; Fantasy; Dystopian; Post-apocalyptic; Speculative Fiction; Young Adult
The best speculative fiction – if not, by its very nature, all speculative fiction – explores issues of social justice and ethics, often along the lines of discrimination, prejudice and, beyond that, cloning, robotics – all things that ultimately lead to that unanswerable question: what does it mean to be human?
In 2012, a young medical student was travelling on a bus with a male friend in Delhi, India, when the five men and one teenaged boy on board beat her friend and dragged her to the back of the bus, to endure forty-five minutes of rape and assault. She died. The incident isn’t isolated, but it’s very blatant cruelty sparked protests and women-driven calls for change all across India. India may have a more obvious patriarchal ideology than Western countries like Australia, but when the bus driver in this particular case said in an interview that women are to blame for being raped, well that’s not an Indian attitude at all. You here people – not only men, sadly – say the same thing in Western countries. Around the same time, a young Melbourne woman was raped and killed while walking home. We have a long way to go yet, in gender equality and respecting women.
Out of tragedy often comes something good, though, and one such example is Eat the Sky, Drink the Ocean, an anthology of shorts stories, graphic novel shorts, and one script written in collaboration between Australian and Indian women writers and illustrators. The title, according to the editors,
“suggested impossibilities, dreams, ambitions and a connection to something larger than humanity alone. … This collection of stories embraces the idea of not just eating pie but of taking big, hungry mouthfuls of life and embracing the world. It’s about the desire to have and do impossible things, especially things that girls aren’t meant to do. We asked our contributors to re-imagine the world, to mess with the boundaries of the possible and the probable. … Ultimately, this is a book about connections – between Australia and India, between men and women, between the past, the present, the future and the planet that we all share. If we had to name one thing we learnt in the process of making this anthology, it’s the fact that when you eat the sky and drink the ocean, you are part of the earth: everything’s connected.” (Introduction, pages vii-ix)
Some of the contributors will be familiar to you; for me, an Aussie, the fact that my favourite author – Isobelle Carmody – was a contributor meant that I had to move this right to the top of my to-read list (I started reading it as soon as I got it, and actually finished it three days later – quite a feat for me at present!). Other names I recognised included Justine Larbalestier (I loved Liar) and Margo Lanagan (ditto for Tender Morsels). But I was blown away by so many of these authors and illustrators, unknown to me; I was truly inspired.
The anthology starts off strongly with the graphic short story, “Swallow the Moon”, written by Kate Constable and illustrated by Priya Kuriyan. It is an uplifting, mystical sort of story, a story of hope and renewal around a deep core of tragedy. Set in a post-apocalyptic future, everything we know – all our ‘stuff’ – is gone; all that remains is the rubbish that drifts onto the beaches. The story was articulately told and beautifully illustrated:
From “Swallow the Moon” by Kate Constable and Priya Kuriyan
It is from this story that the stunning cover illustration comes, too. It sets the tone and expectations for the rest of the anthology, which shows an impressive diversity of ideas and imagination, all linked by this common thread of a girl’s place – and often, a boy’s too – in society. Some of the other stories that stood out to me include “Memory Lace” by Payal Dhar – I am so a product of my society that I didn’t see the ‘twist’ in that story! – “Anarkali” by Annie Zaidi and Mandy Orr, a graphic short story about a farming girl who is entombed alive for falling in love with the prince. She discovers she has the strength to escape, if she becomes one with her surroundings. In “Cast Out” by Samhita Arni, the familiar trope of exile into certain death for girls who exhibit sorcery – simply because it is not allowed – is given a strong, encouraging and hopeful ending when Karthini discovers a world in which she can be herself. In fact, that idea of finding your place, accepting yourself and being accepted by others, recurs in a number of these stories.
Several flip the gender imbalance on its head, like “The Runners” by Isobelle Carmody and Prabha Mallya, which also explores the idea of what it means to be human. As in some of the other stories, the central message is that how we perceive ourselves affects how we are perceived by others, and vice versa. If you are seen as human (meaning you are treated as one), you will be human.
Larbalestier’s short story, “Little Red Suit” is a post-apocalyptic retelling of “Little Red Riding Hood”; it’s not the only story to play around with well-known storylines and tropes. Environmentalism is also a running theme throughout this anthology, and it ties in well with the editors’ comment about being connected to the planet. It made me think, what would this anthology look like if, keeping the same purpose and ideas and focus on girls, it was written by male authors? Because sometimes I wonder at that gender gap, that difference in perception that seems so hard to shift. What insights would we get? How do they see us, really?
Two of the stories – “Weft” and “Mirror Perfect” – deal with our contemporary society’s obsession with appearance, and what we are willing to sacrifice for it. “Cooking Time”, which I loved, questioned the point of survival for the sake of it, if there’s nothing to enjoy. “Back-stage Pass”, by Nicki Greenberg, is a short graphic story about Ophelia, and why she threw herself into the water, and the power of self that we gain when we take control of how we’re ‘written’: how others perceive us, and the direction our lives take.
Each story offers something different to the conversation, in different styles and from different perspectives and genres. Some I loved, a couple I didn’t quite click with, but overall, they showed how diverse we all are, women and men, girls and boys. We all have something worthwhile to offer the world. We can find safety and harmony and joy in working together and loving each other. And, ultimately, change is possible.
“Overall, it was incredibly engaging and charming and the transition from each story flowed beautifully from the selection of authors that complimented one another. One of the best young adult anthologies published.” Diva Booknerd
“The book in itself is an inspiration, and challenging the role of young women in society. There were often subverted versions of the stereotypical patriarchal set-up in different situations, which was altogether fascinating.” Genie in a Book
“Eat the Sky, Drink the Ocean was a truly enthralling read and not only has short stories, but graphic stories as well.” A Book So Fathomless
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Ours is the Storm by D Thourson Palmer
Boyle & Dalton 2014
In our (predominantely) white, Western, ex-British world, we are still hung up on our colonial roots and a deep sense of shame and guilt – no one really talks of it in that way but it’s there, nevertheless. Whether you’re Canadian, Australian, American, Kiwi or from any of the other ex-British Empire colonies (with perhaps the exception of India; slightly different scenario), we weren’t exactly welcomed with open arms, and we’ve yet to really apologise or make amends (because that would mean, as far as we’re concerned, returning land, and we are very resistant to this). This post-colonial, anxiety-riddled, ideological hang-up comes out in our fiction, of course, and never more so than in Fantasy Fiction. Which is just one of the reasons why I love the genre.
While some authors take the Big Guns approach, in which the heroes of their fantasy worlds bring ‘freedom’, ‘democracy’ and ‘capitalism’ to the ‘oppressed’, the ‘enemy’ or the ‘savages’ (a la The Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind), or forcibly unite the countries in order to defeat a greater enemy (American colonial history in a nutshell a la the Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan) – and both push into the ‘frontier’ – others take the perspective of the ‘indigenous’ population being invaded, conquered and oppressed by another, arrogant force. Stories like Eric van Lustbaader’s excellent Pearl Saga (which he’s never finished and I fear, now, never will), for example, or any other Fantasy tale in which we side with the invaded rather than the invader, tells an interesting story of its own as we seek to empathise with our own indigenous populations, who we have and continue to oppress and denigrate.
Palmer’s Ours is the Storm is a worthy entry into this body of ideologically-driven fantasy fiction, and unique enough to stand proud amongst them. It sets up fairly conventional expectations: the underdog hero with an epic purpose; the discovery of magic and a belief in its might and power; the Native-American-like plains people (Huumphar) who fight guerrilla style; the female hero of the Huumphar who, you think, will play the role of a great interracial love affair with the male hero; a great, perverted evil that corrupts and erodes those who wield it (always fun to pick what this trope is an analogy of: capitalism? colonialism? Depends what your views are…); and of course a might big showdown of power and ego in which our underdog hero much be triumphant. Like any genre, Fantasy has a formula – or several – but it is what authors inventively do with that formula that keeps us reading.
The boy has lived so long in complete darkness, in a stone cell somewhere, nowhere; he hasn’t spoken to anyone in he doesn’t know long, he has now lost his memories. He doesn’t know who he is, who his parents are, what they looked like or how their voices sounded. He doesn’t know where he’s from or where he is now. This has become his life, his present, past and future.
Until, one day, an opening appears in the ceiling: a hatch has been opened, and a voice reaches down to him. The voice, the man, promises to release him, sounds outraged at his condition, and passes him a knife: the first of many tests. The boy, freed, learns that he is Revik Lasivar, son of a great man, a powerful leader in uniting Feriven, this land, under one strong leader: Halkoriv, the man who has freed him.
Halkoriv styles himself a king, and has lived for far longer than a normal human life span. He wields a magical force, a power that dominates and turns his servants into obedient mindless drones. Halkoriv is cunning, but at first seems merely fatherly to Revik. Revik, a poor starved boy driven nearly mad by being held captive in the dark of Cunabrel’s fortress for so long. With no memories of his parents he latches onto Halkoriv and strives to please him – and to honour his father’s legacy. Established as Halkoriv’s heir, after years of training Revik is sent out on his final test: to lead an army to Cunabrel’s door and defeat this nobleman who dares to separate himself from Halkoriv, and destroy the dream of a united Feriven in the process.
To get to Cunabrel’s lands, Revik must pass through the plains: Huumphar land. He comes up with a brilliant strategy that changes the balance of power in the grasslands, and in the process of defeating Cunabrel, Revik comes into his own power. Seemingly invincible, he rides down a party of Huumphar on his own, but meets his match in the seeress Ahi’rea, who, with her Sight, can See that it is not a real magic Revik wields, but that he is being ridden by a monster that will devour him. The clash of swords and magic will have a devastating result for Revik, as he learns that everything he believed in was a lie. So who is Revik Lasivar?
This is just the beginning, really, and the deceptions and lies are handled with a magician’s sleight-of-hand, a dexterity and skill that will surely surprise you. You think you’ve got it worked out, you think you understand more than poor Revik: that Halkoriv arranged for him to spend tortuous years in a dungeon cell so that he could pretend to save him; that Halkoriv set Cunabrel up to take the blame for it; that Revik is an ally to the Huumphar, by birthright, but this knowledge has been stolen from him; and so on. Who is Revik is a question that runs through the whole novel, and this theme of identity is pivotal to the plot. The turns in the plot are delicious, and one of the book’s greatest strengths.
Ours is the Storm is well-written, visually arresting and fast-paced; the Huumphar are easily established, building upon our contextual knowledge of indigenous populations, specifically Native Americans. As an analogy for American colonialism and frontier-expansion, Ours is the Storm isn’t particularly subtle, and by extension does seem to say the British Empire was rotten to the core, amongst other things. The one thing I would have liked more of was characterisation. Revik was well drawn, believable and oddly charismatic. In contrast, I never quite understood the key Huumphar characters, who are pivotal, such as Ahi’rea (not sure how to pronounce that either!). She was never fully fleshed out, so, while she was a strong character with whom you could place great faith, a believable character, I didn’t get to know her as a woman or a Huumphar.
Alongside this theme of colonial invasion is the one of peace versus war, and the idea that the Feriven army is almost possessed by a hatred of the Huumphar – whom they dehumanise and fear – and an unnatural drive to fight. What it brings to mind, of course, is that our natural state of co-existence is one of harmony and peace, not bloodshed, and that, given a real choice, people would rather live peacefully and cooperatively than in terror. Thus, the thirst for blood, for whatever ideological reason, is largely manufactured. I can’t help but think of the bloodlust and push for revenge that occurred in the mainstream media after 9/11, the repercussions of which are still being felt by many. Peace begins to seem like a fanciful dream, and Ours is the Storm posits the idea that you have to tackle the rotten core at the heart of it to finally find rest from the hatred and endless fighting. And, hopefully, to be happy with what you’ve got, appreciate differences rather than fear them, and respect others’ right to live freely.
My thanks to the author for a copy of this book.
“By far the best part of this book is the author’s skillful use of withholding information. The suspense is palpable when the reader doesn’t know something, tantalizing when a character doesn’t know something, and unbearable when neither know a thing. Masterfully done!” Th.Ink Stains
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The Interrogation of Ashala Wolf by Ambelin Kwaymullina
The Tribe #1
Walker Books 2012
YA Fantasy; Dystopian Fiction; Speculative Fiction
If, like me, you have a childhood steeped in fantasy and folklore; a love of the natural world and a soul-deep recognition of its greater importance in the scheme of things; a deep fascination with ‘misfit abilities’ (as in The Obernewtyn Chronicles and The X-Men); and a love for adventure stories involving youngsters outwitting malicious adults, you will, hopefully, love The Interrogation of Ashala Wolf as much as I did. This didn’t just hit all my storytelling ‘wants’, to borrow the analogy; it barrelled into them, knocked them flat, then pulled them up and charged off into the next exciting chapter with me grinning inanely the whole time (except for the times when the tension and anticipation got to me, of course).
Not so very far in our future, the apocalypse wipes out pretty much everything we know. Driven by climate change, what emerges in its aftermath is not only a drastically changed world, but a new mindset too. The new world’s ideology follows the doctrine of the revered yet mysterious Alexander Hoffman, a historical figure who guided civilisation back onto the path of survival. The ideology bestowed on this new world revolves around a Balance in nature rather than Gods: the idea that harmony must be maintained or another disaster will occur, and next time it might really be the end of everything. To prevent this, the surviving society implemented the Accords, a set of laws that everyone lives by. One of these Accords, the Citizenship Accords, has in turn created an underclass of exiled Illegals: mostly children and teenagers who fled before they could be detained due to their mutant abilities, which are seen as a threat to this new world order.
One of those Illegals is Ashala Wolf, who fled Gull City with her friend Georgie, also an Illegal, four years ago. Making their way through the grasslands – inhabited by man-eating giant Saurs, the first new creature of this new world – to the Firstwood, a forest of towering Tuart trees, Ashala makes a pact with the land and its creatures. In exchange for making a home in the Firstwood, they vow not to eat any meat. Living a sustainable existence amongst the trees and within the extensive cave networks, Ashala and Georgie are soon joined by other Illegals escaping detention, and the families that would betray them. Together they form the Tribe, of which Ashala is the leader, but they never stop watching and listening to what’s happening in any of the eight remaining cities in the land.
Now, everything that Ashala has built seems about to be destroyed. A prisoner at Detention Centre 3 in Gull City, Ashala knows the man in charge, Neville Rose, will use everything he has to get information from her concerning the Tribe, and their rebellious movements. And by ‘everything’, Ashala knows it means facing the machine. It’s just a ghastly rumour, but Ashala, Georgie and Ember know that Neville Rose and Miriam Grey have built an interrogation device that goes against the Benign Technology Accords – an accord designed to prevent the kind of technology-driven disaster that befell the world before.
Betrayed by someone she had welcomed into the Tribe, Ashala is now her betrayer’s captive. Justin Connor is an Enforcer, and a Citizen. With this enemy by her side, she now faces the next: an elderly, kindly man, the Chief Administrator of Detention Centre 3, who seems incredibly insane but who is no less dangerous to the Tribe for that – or anyone else for that matter. Determined to extract information from her, can Ashala Wolf beat the machine and survive the interrogation? Or will Neville Rose get his way and arrest them all simply for having abilities that some believe could be a threat?
Ambelin Kwaymullina’s debut novel is a powerhouse fantasy-adventure story that has invigorated my enthusiasm – previously waning at a dreadful rate – in Young Adult speculative fiction. This is the kind of story I want to read, and want more of. Thankfully, it’s the start of a series (and because I’m late getting this review up, I’ve already read the sequel, which I loved just as much, if not more). Kwaymullina has created a strong heroine in Ashala Wolf, who provides a new and engaging voice in the post-apocalyptic dystopian fantasy sub-genre, and an exciting new world.
Ashala is the leader of the Tribe, and her ability is Sleepwalking: when she sleepwalks, she can do pretty much anything. To make her ability do her bidding, she gives herself three very simple instructions in the half-asleep stage, because once she’s Sleepwalking she can only hold onto three things. When she Sleepwalks, she can travel vast distances in a single bound, move through objects, fight with superhuman strength and so on. But it has its limits, and Ashala doesn’t always feel that it’s an ability she can control. Other Illegals can run so fast they’re almost invisible, or control the clouds, or control fire, and so on. Some of the abilities really do have the potential to be dangerous, but so far the only Illegals Ashala has ever met have been frightened children, fleeing persecution and a lifetime of detention (something that really resonates in our world today, with our ‘detention centres’ for ‘boat people, many of whom are frightened children – and adults – fleeing persecution in their own lands).
Georgie’s ability is to see the possible futures, while Ember – a girl with different coloured eyes and a Citizenship tattoo whom they find in the Firstwood not long after they first arrive – has an ability to do with memories. While these two central characters are mostly on the periphery in this first volume, they come into their own in subsequent books.
One of the pivotal characters in the story is, and must be, the land itself, especially the Firstwood, which has its own tangible presence and almost a personality. The Saurs, too, prove to be more than they seem at first, and a love and appreciation of the natural world is a strongly embedded current throughout the story and this world. It is one of the things I love about it, along with the Australian Indigenous Dreaming mythology woven in (Ashala’s grandfather is the rainbow serpent, a spirit being that even I have come across in my readings). It is this lovely balance between an exciting and fresh-sounding take on the classic misfit-fantasy-post-apocalyptic storyline (I hark back again to The Obernewtyn Chronicles – so glad there is another series out now to satisfy Carmody’s hungry fans!), and a story with a conscience.
It is this element that really connected with me, and I think would with many readers: after all, it seems to me that we are constantly searching for a spiritual connection with the world, and while I’m not religious nor into chakras and crystals, I strongly believe that it is a disconnect with the natural world – privileging a life lived in boxes, amongst concrete, in cars, in front of computers and screens – that has contributed to the high levels of stress and anxiety (not to mention obesity and other health problems) that we see today. Sounds simplistic perhaps but why should it be complicated? I know I always feel more at peace/less stressed after an afternoon in the garden, getting my hands dirty, growing my own food. Adults tend to rigidly adhere to – and expect – the lifestyle with which they’re most familiar, but children are less moulded and in many ways, more adaptable. Children’s and Young Adult stories are great vehicles for exploring new worlds and new ways of being, as well as engaging with classic and mythological storylines, the kind of age-old stories with which we continue to explore our understanding of the world around us.
Kwaymullina’s style is smooth and flowing, engaging and gripping and full of surprises. The romance aspect of the storyline is touching and genuine, to the point that I was biting my knuckles at the end. Race is irrelevant in this new, 300-year-old world, which is also refreshing. The Interrogation of Ashala Wolf reads like a standalone novel, and having finished the second book, I can say that that’s a continuing pattern. But there is an over-arching storyline at work here, and some Big Picture issues at play: not least of which revolves around discrimination, persecution and dehumanisation of the ‘Other’. Beautifully written and absorbing, The Tribe is one series that I whole-heartedly recommend to as wide an audience as I can.
“This book is an intriguing mix of dystopian society and fantasy with a Dreamtime twist. Sounds complicated, and it is, especially with the way that the plot twists and turns it way to the conclusion. It is ultimately a fascinating and enjoyable read, both complex and nuanced.” The Adventures of an Intrepid Reader
“Ambelin Kwaymullina’s gripping writing introduced me to a fascinating world of people with different abilities and the tribe. With strong and solid characters, a enchanting mix of the elements of nature and animals, Kwaymullina’s debut novel is absolutely not to be missed!” Forget-Me-Not
“The Interrogation of Ashala Wolf is a breath of fresh air in YA dystopia land. Instead of the usual white-girl-vs-the-government, The Interrogation of Ashala Wolf is casually populated with people of all skin tones. The mentions of nature, such as the Tuart forests, and the Saurs, add dimension to the setting. And the worldbuilding is strong and believable, with just the right hint of the ancient and supernatural to get things going.” Rich in Color
“It was fast paced and exciting, filled with action and adventure. I liked the way the author revealed the information even though I must confess to being a bit tired by the 4th memory flash back. … The story was intricate and fascinating.” The Narrative Causality
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This is my first SAG post since January, and while I haven’t been buying books nearly frequently as I used to, I do still have quite a few new titles for my shelves. Actually, the list is a lot longer than I realised …!
Worldshaker by Richard Harland – YA Speculative Fiction: Fantasy; Steampunk; Dystopian.
First book in the Worldshaker series. I started reading this as soon as I got it and was really enjoying it, but I had to put it down due to other commitments. “Col lives on the Upper Decks of the juggernaut Worldshaker, a mobile city as big as a mountain. He has been chosen as next Supreme Commander—but then a girl, Filthy, escaped from Below and appeared in his cabin. ‘Don’t let ’em take me!’ she begs. Will he hand her over, or will he break all the rules? Col’s safe, elite world is about to fall apart.”
Fairytales for Wilde Girls by Allyse Near – YA Fantasy.
I finally got around to getting a copy of this, which I’ve heard so much about! “A deliciously dark bubblegum-gothic fairytale from a stunning new Australian talent. ‘He’s gone the same way as those little birds that bothered me with their awful songs! And you will too, you and your horrible heart-music, because you won’t stay out of my woods!’ There’s a dead girl in a birdcage in the woods. That’s not unusual. Isola Wilde sees a lot of things other people don’t. But when the girl appears at Isola’s window, her every word a threat, Isola needs help. Her real-life friends – Grape, James and new boy Edgar – make her forget for a while. And her brother-princes – magical creatures seemingly lifted from the pages of the French fairytales Isola idolises – will protect her with all the fierce love they possess. It may not be enough. Isola needs to uncover the truth behind the dead girl’s demise …before the ghost steals Isola’s last breath.”
The Disappearance of Ember Crow by Ambelin Kwaymullina – YA Fantasy (Post-apocalyptic).
Book 2 in The Tribe series; I’ve already read this and absolutely loved it. Review coming soon! “However this ends, you’re probably going to find out some things about me, and they’re not nice things. But, Ash, even after you know, do you think you could remember the good? And whatever you end up discovering – try to think of me kindly. If you can. Ember Crow is missing. To find her friend, Ashala Wolf must control her increasingly erratic and dangerous Sleepwalking ability and leave the Firstwood. But Ashala doesn’t realise that Ember is harbouring terrible secrets and is trying to shield the Tribe and all Illegals from a devastating new threat – her own past.”
Lord of the Flies by William Golding – Children’s Classics.
An oldie but a goodie; I wanted to get a nice new edition with a lovely cover, as I only have a rough old second-hand copy, which is somewhere in storage. “A plane crashes on a desert island and the only survivors, a group of schoolboys, assemble on the beach and wait to be rescued. By day they inhabit a land of bright fantastic birds and dark blues seas, but at night their dreams are haunted by the image of a terrifying beast. As the boys’ delicate sense of order fades, so their childish dreams are transformed into something more primitive, and their behaviour starts to take on a murderous, savage significance.”
The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank – Classics; Memoir.
Another classic book that I only had a shoddy old second-hand copy of; I wanted to get a newer edition, one that had an introduction etc., especially as I’ve still never read this. “Since its publication in 1947, Anne Frank’s diary has been read by tens of millions of people. This Definitive Edition restores substantial material omitted from the original edition, giving us a deeper insight into Anne Frank’s world. Her curiosity about her emerging sexuality, the conflicts with her mother, her passion for PEter, a boy whose family hid with hers, and her acute portraits of her fellow prisoners reveal Anne as more human, more vulnerable and more vital than ever.”
Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson – Children’s Classics; Fiction.
I saw the movie of this when it came out and found it to be unbearably sad – and that was before I had a baby and became a watering-pot! Came across this lovely edition in an op-shop and finally decided to get it and read it. “Jess Aarons wants to be the fastest boy in the class. He’s been practising all summer and he’s sure he’s going to win. But when a girl named Leslie Burke moves into the neighbouring farm his life changes forever. Not only does Leslie not look or act like any of the girls in school, she also turns out to be the fastest runner in the year. After getting over the humiliation of being beaten by a girl, Jess begins to think Leslie might be okay – she’s clever and funny and not a bit soppy. It is Leslie who invents Terabithia, the secret country on an island across the creek. Here Jess could forget his large, quarrelsome family, his father who thought it was ummanly to love drawing, and his little sister May Belle, who was always tagging after him. Here he could be strong and unafraid. The only way to reach Terabithia is by rope-swing where Jess and Leslie become King and Queen, defeating giants, sharing stories and dreams, and plotting against their enemies. They are invincible – until tragedy strikes. It is more dreadful than anything Jess had ever dreamed of, but as he struggles to cope with his grief and anger, he finds that his family value him more than he’d thought and that, still King, he could even save Terabithia for the future.”
The Min-Min by Mavis Thorpe Clark – Children’s Classics.
I have only a vague recollection of this book – I don’t think I’ve ever read it, but when I saw a review for it on the Australian Women Writers blog, it seemed a little familiar. I’ve certainly heard of Mavis Thorpe Clark before! It’s out of print, so I had to hunt down a second-hand copy and now I can’t remember where I got it from! “The goods train snaked across the vast southern desert of Australia. Sylvie stood waiting for it to bring the weekly provisions to the tiny settlement. But this Saturday she had a feeling of terrible apprehension. Sylvie’s brother, Reg and his gang had just wrecked Mr Scott’s school – only he didn’t know it yet – and smashed Sylvie’s hopes for her future. Now everything looked so bleak – the siding with its ramshackle buildings, the flat, empty desert and Sylvie’s own dreams – until she saw, dancing towards her, a small, swaying light. A min-min! All Sylvie’s hopes were symbolised by the min-min, that elusive light which beckoned her and retreated, then beckoned again… Perhaps things could be worked out after all, even though it meant running away.”
Unbearable! by Paul Jennings – YA/Children’s Short Stories.
Another sweet op-shop find – Paul Jennings is such a fantastic writer for children and young teens, and his stories are especially good for getting boys interested in reading. “It’s unbearable …The bird’s perch is swinging to and fro and hitting me on the nose. I can see my eye in its little mirror. Unbearably weird …You have the foulest feet ever. There are flies for lunch. A goat swallows your opal. And you have lived before.”
Eventual Poppy Day by Libby Hathorn – YA Historical Fiction; Fiction.
One of my all-time favourite books from my childhood is Libby Hathorn’s Thunderwith, yet I’ve never read any of her other books. I came across this, her newest novel, while looking for something else online, and thought it was time to fix that! “Painstakingly researched and extremely well written, this is a novel that moves deftly and easily from one time period to another and yet still allows the novel to retain an overall sense of cohesion. Respected YA author Libby Hathorn has drawn on family history and done extensive research to write a fascinating book that profiles two young protagonists, both seventeen years of age, who are related: Maurice, who went to Gallipoli and the Western Front and his great-great nephew, Oliver, who is trying to deal with difficult family circumstances but whose discovery of Maurice’s WW1 diary changes the way he sees the world. The balance of the historical and contemporary points of view makes this title perfect for use in the classroom, but also appealing to the YA reader.”
Dead of Winter by Kresley Cole – YA Fantasy.
The third book in the Arcana Chronicles, of which I’m currently a bit behind (I’ve only read the first book), so while I’m copying in the summary here, I’m not going to read it myself! It’ll spoil book 2! “Heartbreaking decisions Evie was almost seduced by the life of comfort that Death offered her—until Jack was threatened by two of the most horrific Arcana, the Lovers. She will do anything to save him, even escape Death’s uncanny prison, full of beautiful objects, material comforts … and stolen glances from a former love. Uncertain victory Despite leaving a part of her heart behind with Death, Evie sets out into a perilous post-apocalyptic wasteland to meet up with her allies and launch an attack on the Lovers. Such formidable enemies require a battle plan, and the only way to kill them may mean Evie, Jack, and Death allying. Evie doesn’t know what will prove more impossible: surviving slavers, plague, Bagmen and other Arcana—or convincing Jack and Death to work together. Two heroes returned There’s a thin line between love and hate, and Evie just doesn’t know where she stands with either Jack or Death. Will this unlikely trio be able to defeat The Lovers without killing one another first…?”
A Corner of White by Jaclyn Moriarty – YA Speculative Fiction.
I’ve been wanting to get this for ages; I do love the Moriarty sisters! “Madeleine Tully lives in Cambridge, England, the World – a city of spires, Isaac Newton and Auntie’s Tea Shop. Elliot Baranski lives in Bonfire, the Farms, the Kingdom of Cello – where seasons roam, the Butterfly Child sleeps in a glass jar, and bells warn of attacks from dangerous Colours. They are worlds apart – until a crack opens up between them; a corner of white – the slim seam of a letter. Elliot begins to write to Madeleine, the Girl-in-the-World – a most dangerous thing to do for suspected cracks must be reported and closed. But Elliot’s father has disappeared and Madeleine’s mother is sick. Can a stranger from another world help to unravel the mysteries in your own? Can Madeleine and Elliot find the missing pieces of themselves before it is too late? A mesmerising story of two worlds; the cracks between them, the science that binds them and the colours that infuse them.”
The Cracks in the Kingdom by Jaclyn Moriarty – YA Speculative Fiction.
The sequel to A Corner of White. “It’s not easy being Princess Ko. Her family is missing, taken to the World through cracks in the Kingdom, which were then sealed tightly behind them. Now Princess Ko is running the Kingdom, and war is looming. To help her find her family, she gathers a special group of teens, including Elliot Baranski of the Farms. He’s been writing secret letters to a Girl-in-the World named Madeleine Tully – and now the Kingdom needs her help. Madeleine and Elliot must locate the missing royals, convince them of their true identities, and figure out how to unlock the dangerous cracks between the Kingdom and the World. All before their enemies can stop them.”
First Light by Samantha Summers – YA Thriller.
E-book from Amazon. The first book in the Project Five Fifteen series. Someone recommended this to me and now I can’t remember who! “What do you do when you’ve always dreamed of a hero; your knight in shining armour, only to find when he arrives he isn’t a hero at all? … He’s a killer. Ronnie Rose is trying to cope with the loss of her father; now it looks like she might lose everything else that’s dear to her too. Huge debts threaten to destroy her family, her childhood home and her future. Only one person cuts through her pain. Kalen Smith has just moved to town. He’s trouble and everyone knows it. He and his mysterious friends keep to themselves and the town likes it that way. But when Kalen mourns at her dad’s funeral, Ronnie wants to know why and her investigation plunges her into a dangerous world of murky government secrets, with deadly consequences. Ronnie knows she should walk away from Kalen before it’s too late. Problem is, she’s falling for him… Can we choose who we fall in love with?”
Shadow Study by Maria V Snyder – Fantasy.
Oh I do love the Canadian edition of this book, which I’ve linked to above. So nice and elegant! I’m not a big fan of the Australian edition (pictured). Oh well. This is the third trilogy Synder has set in the same world, which began with Poison Study (the trilogy I haven’t read yet) and continued with the Glass trilogy (which I loved). “Once, only her own life hung in the balance… Oddly enough, when Yelena was a poison taster, her life was simpler. But she’d survived to become a vital part of the balance of power between rival countries Ixia and Sitia. Now she uses her magic to keep the peace in both lands – and protect her relationship with Valek. Suddenly, though, they are beset on all sides by those vying for power through politics and intrigue. Valek’s job and his life are in danger. As Yelena tries to uncover the scope of these plots, she faces a new challenge: her magic is blocked. She must keep that a secret – or her enemies will discover just how vulnerable she really is–while searching for who or what is responsible for neutralizing her powers. Yes, the days of tasting poisons were much simpler. And certainly not as dangerous…”
Ours is the Storm by D Thourson Palmer – Fantasy.
Received for review from the author. I finished reading this at the start of April, so expect a review soon. “Revik Lasivar knows he is a savior. He knows he will never be defeated. He knows he is fighting for good. Everything Revik Lasivar knows is a lie.”
The Bone Season by Samantha Shannon – Fantasy/Science-Fiction.
I didn’t race out to get this when it came out a couple of years ago, but I kept my eye on what people were saying and finally, gradually, it did succeed in intriguing me. Plus, I got a $5 copy, which didn’t hurt. “The year is 2059. Nineteen-year-old Paige Mahoney is working in the criminal underworld of Scion London, based at Seven Dials, employed by a man named Jaxon Hall. Her job: to scout for information by breaking into people’s minds. For Paige is a dreamwalker, a clairvoyant and, in the world of Scion, she commits treason simply by breathing. It is raining the day her life changes for ever. Attacked, drugged and kidnapped, Paige is transported to Oxford – a city kept secret for two hundred years, controlled by a powerful, otherworldly race. Paige is assigned to Warden, a Rephaite with mysterious motives. He is her master. Her trainer. Her natural enemy. But if Paige wants to regain her freedom she must allow herself to be nurtured in this prison where she is meant to die.”
The Slow Regard of Silent Things by Patrick Rothfuss – Fantasy; Novella.
This is a spin-off novella from the Kingkiller Chronicle, which falls between books 2 and 3. I absolutely loved the first book, so even though I haven’t got around to reading book 2 yet, I knew I had to get this. “The University, a renowned bastion of knowledge, attracts the brightest minds to unravel the mysteries of enlightened sciences like artificing and alchemy. Yet deep below its bustling halls lies a complex and cavernous maze of abandoned rooms and ancient passageways – and in the heart of it all lives Auri. Formerly a student at the University, now Auri spends her days tending the world around her. She has learned that some mysteries are best left settled and safe. No longer fooled by the sharp rationality so treasured by the University, Auri sees beyond the surface of things, into subtle dangers and hidden names. At once joyous and haunting, The Slow Regard of Silent Things is a rich, atmospheric and lyrical tale, featuring one of the most beloved characters from Rothfuss’ acclaimed fantasy series.”
Dark Skye by Kresley Cole – Fantasy; Paranormal Romance.
I never grow tired of Kresley Cole, and as soon as a new title comes out I grab it. This one is from the Immortals After Dark series (#14). “Though centuries have passed since Thronos, Lord of Skye Hall, lost the one woman meant for him, nothing can cool his never-ending need for Melanthe. She was the girl he loved and lost as a boy, the girl who nearly destroyed him. Lanthe, a once-powerful sorceress struggling to reclaim her gifts, searches for love and acceptance with all the wrong immortal men. But she’s never forgotten Thronos, the fallen angel who protected her until she was ripped from the shelter of his arms. With their families at war and the world burning around them, will they succumb to the brutal chaos that threatens everything they cherish? Or can the two rekindle their childhood love in time to save both their worlds?”
The Buried Giant by Kazuo Ishiguro – Speculative Fiction; Fable.
I won an ARC (advanced reader’s copy) of Ishiguro’s new book from the Australian publisher via Goodreads. I was so excited and wanted to drop everything and read it straight away, but unfortunately I have an abundance (way too much) of common sense and my job etc. took priority. So I still haven’t read this. “‘You’ve long set your heart against it, Axl, I know. But it’s time now to think on it anew. There’s a journey we must go on, and no more delay…’ The Buried Giant begins as a couple set off across a troubled land of mist and rain in the hope of finding a son they have not seen in years. Sometimes savage, often intensely moving, Kazuo Ishiguro’s first novel in a decade is about lost memories, love, revenge and war.”
Only the Animals by Ceridwen Dovey – Short Stories.
I heard so much positive buzz about this book last year that I’ve been itching to read it and discover the magic for myself; this is the second edition, more affordable but with a less interesting cover. “Perhaps only the animals can tell us what it is to be human.The souls of ten animals caught up in human conflicts over the last century tell their astonishing stories of life and death. In a trench on the Western Front a cat recalls her owner Colette’s theatrical antics in Paris. In Nazi Germany a dog seeks enlightenment. A Russian tortoise once owned by the Tolstoys drifts in space during the Cold War. In the siege of Sarajevo a bear starving to death tells a fairytale. And a dolphin sent to Iraq by the US Navy writes a letter to Sylvia Plath . . . An animal’s-eye view of humans at our brutal worst and our creative best, Only the Animals asks us to believe again in the redemptive power of reading and writing fiction.”
A Beautiful Place to Die by Malla Nunn – Crime Fiction.
I’ve seen this book reviewed several times for the Australian Women Writers challenge and have been wanting to read it; I actually came across it, rather randomly, in the little IGA supermarket in the small town near where my parents live over the Easter long weekend. Always pays to keep your eyes open when books are around! “When an Afrikaans police captain is murdered in a small South African country town, Detective Emmanuel Cooper must navigate his way through the labyrinthine racial and social divisions that split the community. And as the National Party introduces the laws to support the system of apartheid, Emmanuel struggles – much like Martin Cruz Smith’s Arkady Renko – to remain a good man in the face of astonishing power. In a considered but very commercial novel, Malla Nunn combines a compelling plot with a thoughtful and complex portrayal of a fascinating period of history, illustrating the human desires that drive us all, regardless of race, colour or creed. A Beautiful Place To Die is the first of a planned series of novels featuring Detective Emmanuel Cooper.”
The Heroes’ Welcome by Louisa Young – Historical Fiction.
Received for review via TLC Book Tours. I reviewed this recently so I’ll direct you to that post rather than write about it again, here.
Hotelles and Elle by Emma Mars – Erotica.
Received for review from TLC Book Tours. I really wish the American editions of these translated French novels used the same covers as the French, they’re so nice and I love the idea of each being a piece of a greater whole, and I really, really don’t like these ones. Boring and blah. Summary for Hotelles: “Paris, a hotel room, the middle of the afternoon… So begins the story of Annabelle, a young escort in Paris who has accepted her final proposition before marrying the powerful and generous man of her dreams, media mogul David Barlet. But the mysterious handwritten notes she has been receiving – notes that detail personal fantasies no one could possibly know – don’t prepare her for the fact that her new client is her fiance’s brother, Louie. Through visits to the Hotel des Charmes, where each chamber is dedicated to one of French history’s great seductresses, Louie awakens Annabelle’s body and her psyche, delivering her to heights of ecstasy and fits of passion. He pushes her beyond her limitations to tap into her deep seductive power – and she discovers that true freedom comes only when you fully surrender to desire. Funny, sensual, candid, and revealing, Hotelles is a titillating novel of mysteries and surprises by a radiant new voice.”
Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn – Crime Fiction; Mystery.
In one of the English subjects I teach at the senior secondary level, I have to teach a module on Crime Fiction (I say “have to” but my other choices were Sports Reporting and Documentary Films – not a hard choice to make!). Anyone who follows my blog knows that crime fiction is one genre that doesn’t get much coverage here; I read a bit, literary detective stuff mostly, but I’m really looking forward to doing this module – we’re covering Sherlock Holmes and Sherlock, the TV show (a new favourite of mine!), this book and Animal Kingdom, an Australian movie. So I really need to read the book, eh! “When two girls are abducted and killed in Missouri, journalist Camille Preaker is sent back to her home town to report on the crimes. Long-haunted by a childhood tragedy and estranged from her mother for years, Camille suddenly finds herself installed once again in her family’s mansion, reacquainting herself with her distant mother and the half-sister she barely knows – a precocious 13-year-old who holds a disquieting grip on the town. As Camille works to uncover the truth about these violent crimes, she finds herself identifying with the young victims – a bit too strongly. Clues keep leading to dead ends, forcing Camille to unravel the psychological puzzle of her own past to get at the story. Dogged by her own demons, Camille will have to confront what happened to her years before if she wants to survive this homecoming.”
A Study in Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyle – Classics; Detective Fiction; Short Stories.
#1 in the Sherlock Holmes series. I’ve started getting into the Sherlock stories thanks to the TV show – I know, how gauche, but at least I’m honest! (And at least something did, finally!) I love this Penguin series, with its pulp covers – no additional material like an introduction or notes etc., just the stories. I already had the third book, which I bought on a impulse back in Toronto years ago, and thought I really better get the others too. “When Dr John Watson takes rooms in Baker Street with amateur detective Sherlock Holmes, he has no idea that he is about to enter a shadowy world of criminality and violence. Accompanying Holmes to an ill-omened house in south London, Watson is startled to find a dead man whose face is contorted in a rictus of horror. There is no mark of violence on the body yet a single word is written on the wall in blood. Dr Watson is as baffled as the police, but Holmes’ brilliant analytical skills soon uncover a trail of murder, revenge and lost love.”
The Sign of Four by Arthur Conan Doyle – Classics; Detective Fiction.
#2 in the series. “A dense yellow miasma swirls in the streets of London as Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson accompany a beautiful young woman to a sinister assignation. For Mary Marston has received several large pearls – one a year for the last six years – and now a mystery letter telling her she is a wronged woman. If she would seek justice she is to meet her unknown benefactor, bringing with her two companions. But unbeknownst to them all, others stalk London’s fog-enshrouded streets: a one-legged ruffian with revenge on his mind – and his companion, who places no value on human life…”
The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle – Classics; Detective Fiction; Short Stories.
#4 in the series (I got a copy of #3 a few years ago). “Sherlock Holmes’ fame has also brought him notoriety and there are those in the criminal underworld who must move against him or find their schemes in ruins… While Holmes and Dr Watson solve what will become some of their most famous cases – ‘Silver Blaze’, ‘The Greek Interpreter’ and ‘The Musgrave Ritual’ among them – the forces of international crime plot their revenge against the detective. And it is in ‘The Final Problem’ that Dr Watson has the sad task of telling the grisly, fatal and shocking tale that saw Holmes finally meet his match – in the guise of the diabolical Professor Moriarty and a terrible struggle at the Reichenbach Falls…”
The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle – Classics; Detective Fiction.
#5 in the series. “Some blame the sudden death of Sir Charles Baskerville on the legend of a fearsome and ghostly hound that is said to have haunted his Devonshire family for generations. So when the services of famed detective Sherlock Holmes are engaged to ensure the safety of Baskerville heir Sir Henry – recently arrived from America – Dr Watson is surprised to find his friend dismissive of the matter. In fact, Watson is dispatched alone to accompany Sir Henry to Baskerville Hall in Devon while Holmes deals with another case. Yet Watson finds the wild moors are a far cry from the orderly streets of London, and in the cold night a savage and bestial howl may be heard …”
The Return of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle – Classics; Detective Fiction; Short Stories.
#6 in the series, according to the publisher – though considering it picks up after “The Final Problem” (in The Memoirs of Sherlock Holms) you’d think this would be volume 5. “Three years have passed since Sherlock Holmes and his nemesis Moriarty vanished into the abyss of the Reichenbach falls. In that time the criminals of London have been able to sleep safe in their beds. But with the appearance of a dangerous individual with an air gun, the capital has never been in greater need of its protector. And so it is that Dr Watson meets a mysterious deformed man who reveals the truth behind the fateful final conflict between Holmes and Moriarty, and paves the way for the extraordinary return of the world’s greatest sleuth in thirteen new tales of mystery and deduction …”
The Lightkeeper’s Wife by Karen Viggers – Fiction.
I came across this in K-Mart, of all places – every time I have to go there, I swing by the meagre little books section, y’know, just in case – and when I saw that it was set in Hobart, Bruny Island and Antarctica I knew I would have to get it. The blurb is sparse: “A woman at the end of her life. A man unable to restart his. A history of guilty secrets and things left unsaid. A powerful, moving novel that will steal your heart.”
The Farmer’s Wife by Rachael Treasure – Fiction.
I got this also from K-Mart, but I need to get the first book, Jillaroo before I can read this and I’m having trouble finding a copy. “The Deniliquin Ute Muster had always been on Rebecca’s wish list, but with the farm and babies, she’d never managed to make it. Tonight, she decided to reclaim herself. After ten years being married to larrikin Charlie Lewis and living on her beloved property, Waters Meeting, Rebecca is confronted by a wife’s biggest fear, a mother’s worst nightmare and a farm business that’s bleeding to death. Can Rebecca find the inner strength she once had as a young jillaroo, to save everything she cherishes? Or is life about to teach her the hardest lesson: that sometimes you simply have to let go. This uplifting and insightful tale deals with the truth about love that the Cinderella stories never tell us. Rebecca’s journey is every woman’s journey, and a resonant tale for our times.”
Zelda’s Cut by Philippa Gregory – Fiction.
This story of an author’s pseudonym taking on a life of her own sounded intriguing. “Isobel Latimer is trapped: by her need to be a good woman, by massive secret debt, and by the burden of impeccable literary reputation. Everyone wants a cut of her talent, her time or her money, but only she knows there’s nothing left to give. In desperation, Isobel and her agent, Troy, conspire to create a shameless blockbuster with an author to match. Zelda is born. Zelda can do everything that Isobel cannot: the unspeakable is said, taboos are broken and desires are unleashed. Troy revels in the wildness, but Isobel senses menace behind the beautiful mask, and she longs for the safety of her husband and home. But when she returns, the familiar has changed…”
Saltwater Cowboys by Dayle Furlong – Fiction.
E-book from Netgalley. I had forgotten all about this, whoops! “After generations of prosperity in the mining town of Brighton, Newfoundland, Jack and Angela McCarthy find themselves jobless. In order to keep his family together, Jack accepts a job in a gold mine in the wilds of northern Alberta. Arriving in Foxville, the McCarthys find themselves resented, bullied, and cast as outsiders. When Jack’s best friend, Peter, is swindled out of his savings and resorts to stealing from the mine, his attempts at reversing their fortunes thrust both families into even deeper torment. A powerful, poetic novel dealing with the effects of poverty, the harshness and beauty of Canada’s north, the perils of theft, and the timeless value of community and family among displaced Newfoundlanders, Saltwater Cowboys is a classic cautionary tale that presents a stark glimpse into the lives of families struggling to survive in unfamiliar terrain.”
Wrong Way Round: One Country, One Camper Trailer, One Family, One Amazing Adventure by Lorna Hendry – Memoir.
I came upon this rather randomly and was instantly curious – I’ve never done a big road trip on the mainland (and I can’t say I’ve really done one in Tassie, either, not like this) but we’ve considered doing something like it. I’ve nearly finished reading this and it’s quite good. “‘Mate, I reckon you’re going about this all wrong. For the first month, you’re only going to be a day’s drive from Melbourne. If it was me, I’d get her across the Nullarbor quick smart so she can’t nick off home.’ When Lorna Hendry, her husband James and young kids left Melbourne on a one-year trip around Australia in a 4WD with a camper trailer (having only been camping once before they left), they ignored all advice and drove across the Nullarbor and up the west coast of Australia. They may have been travelling the wrong way around Australia, but it was the best decision they ever made. Lorna returned to Melbourne three years later, having crossed deserts and rivers, taken ill-advised short cuts in the most remote areas of the country, stood on the western edge and the northern tip of the country, stumbled onto its geographic centre, and lived in remote communities in Western Australia. Wrong Way Round is a story about four people who had to get out of the city to become a family. It’s about this beautiful and harsh country. And it’s about the adventures that you can have if you step outside of your door and turn left instead of right.”
Marion: Recipes and Stories From a Hungry Cook by Marion Grasby – Cookbook.
I could only find an e-book edition to link to, I’m sorry – feeling glad I bought a copy when I did, if it’s no longer readily available! I’ve tried a few things from this already, and really like her spring roll filling (I had no luck making the spring roll wrappers, though, which she makes sound SO easy! I looked up videos on YouTube and it’s all very complicated and there’s a real skill involved, so I’m back to buying them from the supermarket!). This is a real eclectic mix of food, including Thai, French and Aussie, so there’s probably something for everyone here! Not much in the sweets/desserts/baking section, though.
Antigone, Oedipus the King and Electra by Sophocles – Classics; Plays.
“Love and loyalty, hatred and revenge, fear, deprivation, and political ambition: these are the motives which thrust the characters portrayed in these three Sophoclean masterpieces on to their collision course with catastrophe. Recognized in his own day as perhaps the greatest of the Greek tragedians, Sophocles’ reputation has remained undimmed for two and a half thousand years. His greatest innovation in the tragic medium was his development of a central tragic figure, faced with a test of will and character, risking obloquy and death rather than compromise his or her principles: it is striking that Antigone and Electra both have a woman as their intransigent ‘hero’. Antigone dies rather neglect her duty to her family, Oedipus’ determination to save his city results in the horrific discovery that he has committed both incest and parricide, and Electra’s unremitting anger at her mother and her lover keeps her in servitude and despair. These vivid translations combine elegance and modernity, and are remarkable for their lucidity and accuracy. Their sonorous diction, economy, and sensitivity to the varied metres and modes of the original musical delivery make them equally suitable for reading or theatrical performance.”
Othello by William Shakespeare – Classics; Plays.
This is the fourth copy of Othello I’ve purchased, which may sound a bit excessive but I have justification for each and every one (and this may not be my last, either!). I don’t think this one needs to be explained, though – I mean, just look at that wonderful pulp cover!! Mr T!!!! It’s so perfect!
The Antigone Poems by Marie Slaight and Terrence Tasker – Poetry.
Received for review from the publisher via TLC Book Tours. I decided that, before I read this, I should read Antigone – which I probably read at uni but I honestly can’t remember anything about it! “The Antigone Poems, featuring poetry by Marie Slaight and drawings by Terrence Tasker, was created in the 1970s, while the artists were living between Montreal and Toronto. A powerful retelling of the ancient Greek tale of defiance and justice, the book is starkly illustrated, and its poetry captures the anguish and despair of the original tale in an unembellished modernized rendition. The Antigone Poems will be a print-only book, with a specialty paper (Spicer’s Swiss White from the Australian-made Stevens Collection), Section-sewn binding, and jacket flaps.”
The Wife Drought: Why Women Need Wives and Men Need Lives by Annabel Crabb – Non-fiction: Sociology, Culture, History.
Another title that I’ve been hearing good things about through the Australian Women Writers challenge. “‘I need a wife.’ It’s a common joke among women juggling work and family. But it’s not actually a joke. Having a spouse who takes care of things at home is a Godsend on the domestic front. It’s a potent economic asset on the work front. And it’s an advantage enjoyed – even in our modern society – by vastly more men than women. Working women are in an advanced, sustained, and chronically under-reported state of wife drought, and there is no sign of rain. But why is the work-and-family debate always about women? Why don’t men get the same flexibility that women do? In our fixation on the barriers that face women on the way into the workplace, do we forget about the barriers that – for men – still block the exits? The Wife Drought is about women, men, family and work. Written in Annabel Crabb’s inimitable style, it’s full of candid and funny stories from the author’s work in and around politics and the media, historical nuggets about the role of ‘The Wife’ in Australia, and intriguing research about the attitudes that pulse beneath the surface of egalitarian Australia. Crabb’s call is for a ceasefire in the gender wars. Rather than a shout of rage, The Wife Drought is the thoughtful, engaging catalyst for a conversation that’s long overdue.”
Guantanamo: ‘Honor Bound to Defend Freedom’ by Victoria Brittain – Plays.
“‘I don’t know what crime I am supposed to have committed for which not only I but my wife and children should continually suffer.’ – British detainee Moazzam Begg. This verbatim play, drawn from letters and interviews from Guantanamo Bay prisoners, their lawyers and relatives, weaves together personal stories, legal opinion and political debate. Guantanamo: Honor Bound to Defend Freedom looks at the questions surrounding the detentions in Guantanamo Bay, and asks how much damage is being done to Western democratic values during the ‘war on terror’.”
Murder in Mississippi: The True Story of How I Met a White Supremacist, Befriended His Black Killer and Wrote This Book by John Safran – Non-fiction: True Crime.
“In 2009 John Safran, a controversial Australian journalist, spent an uneasy few days interviewing one of Mississippi’s most notorious white supremacists. A year later, he hears that the man has been murdered by a young black man. But this is far from a straightforward race killing. Safran flies back to Mississippi in a bid to discover what really happened, immersing himself in a world of clashing white separatists, black lawyers, police investigators, oddball neighbours and the killer himself. In the end, he discovers just how profoundly complex the truth about someone’s life – and death – can be. A brilliantly innovative true-crime story. Safran paints an engrossing and revealing portrait of race, money, sex and power in the modern American South. ‘John Safran’s captivating inquiry into a murder in darkest Mississippi is by turns informative, frightening and hilarious’ – John Berendt, author of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil”
Tell Me No Lies: Investigative Journalism and its Triumphs edited by John Pilger – Non-fiction: Essays/Articles; History; Sociology; Politics.
“Tell Me No Lies is a celebration of the very best investigative journalism, and includes writing by some of the greatest practitioners of the craft: Seymour Hersh on the My Lai massacre; Paul Foot on the Lockerbie cover-up; Wilfred Burchett, the first Westerner to enter Hiroshima following the atomic bombing; Israeli journalist Amira Hass, reporting from the Gaza Strip in the 1990s; Gunter Wallraff, the great German undercover reporter; Jessica Mitford on ‘The American Way of Death’; Martha Gelhorn on the liberation of the death camp at Dachau. The book – a selection of articles, broadcasts and books extracts that revealed important and disturbing truths – ranges from across many of the critical events, scandals and struggles of the past fifty years. Along the way it bears witness to epic injustices committed against the peoples of Vietnam, Cambodia, East Timor and Palestine. John Pilger sets each piece of reporting in its context and introduces the collection with a passionate essay arguing that the kind of journalism he celebrates here is being subverted by the very forces that ought to be its enemy. Taken as a whole, the book tells an extraordinary ‘secret history’ of the modern era. It is also a call to arms to journalists everywhere – before it is too late.”
The Rise and Fall of Gunns Ltd. by Quentin Beresford – Non-fiction.
This book might not find much traction outside Tasmania, or perhaps Australia, which could be a real shame. I left Tassie in May 2002, just as Gunns took off, and I returned to live in 2013, after the corporation had collapsed, so it’s a big missing chapter in my understanding of my home state (and forestry is a Big Deal here). I picked up this new book in Dymocks one day and read the intro, which really sets the scene. Beresford has a really engaging, easy style, very readable. “At its peak, Gunns Ltd had a market value of $1 billion, was listed on the ASX 200, was the largest employer in the state of Tasmania and its largest private landowner. Most of its profits came from woodchipping, mainly from clear-felled old-growth forests. A pulp mill was central to its expansion plans. Its collapse in 2012 was a major national news story, as was the arrest of its CEO for insider trading. Quentin Beresford illuminates for the first time the dark corners of the Gunns empire. He shows it was built on close relationships with state and federal governments, political donations and use of the law to intimidate and silence its critics. Gunns may have been single-minded in its pursuit of a pulp mill in Tasmania’s Tamar Valley, but it was embedded in an anti-democratic and corrupt system of power supported by both main parties, business and unions. Simmering opposition to Gunns and all it stood for ramped up into an environmental campaign not seen since the Franklin Dam protests. Fearless and forensic in its analysis, the book shows that Tasmania’s decades-long quest to industrialise nature fails every time. But the collapse of Gunns is the most telling of them all.”
Van Diemen’s Land by James Boyce – Non-fiction: History.
I’ve been eyeing this and Born Bad for some time now, and finally treated myself to copies which I bought directly from the author at his stall at Salamanca Market a few weeks ago. I’ve been reading up on Australia’s white colonial history but I’m a bit behind in the Tasmanian chapter. “Almost half of the convicts who came to Australia came to Van Diemen’s Land. There they found a land of bounty and a penal society, a kangaroo economy and a new way of life. In this book, James Boyce shows how the convicts were changed by the natural world they encountered. Escaping authority, they soon settled away from the towns, dressing in kangaroo skin and living off the land. Behind the official attempt to create a Little England was another story of adaptation, in which the poor, the exiled and the criminal made a new home in a strange land. This is their story, the story of Van Diemen’s Land”
Born Bad: Original Sin and the Making of the Western World by James Boyce – Non-fiction: History, Religion, Culture.
I love learning about this kind of cultural history, and while it might not present a ‘new’ argument for me, I know I’ll gain some good insights. “Born Bad is the latest book from James Boyce, acclaimed author and historian. Boyce traces a history of original sin from Adam and Eve, St Augustine and Martin Luther to Adam Smith, Sigmund Freud and Richard Dawkins. According to original sin, humans are ‘born bad’ and only God’s grace can bring salvation. Although Christianity is on the wane, Boyce explores how these religious ideas of morality still underpin our modern secular society, though we are often not aware of their origins. If today the specific doctrine has all but disappeared (even from the churches), what remains is the distinctive discontent of Western people – the feelings of guilt and inadequacy associated not with doing wrong, but with being wrong. As well as an innovative history of Christianity, Boyce offers new insights into the making of the West.”
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