In a post this week, Betsy Learner asked her readers to post a comment about their favourite local bookshops. It prompted from me a meander down Memory Lne, and, since I have been too busy settling into my fancy new Sydney life to write about said fancy new life (which I will do at some point soon), and also since I’d like for my latest post not to remain the one about my father, I thought I’d post what I wrote.
Having been born in 1973 and grown up in Australia, I've never really known that much about Cuba. From film and television I knew that smoking Cuban cigars was naughty because the ...
I picked up this book because I was interested to see how another writer might handle a contemporary fantasy which invokes ancient gods in the modern world. That the ancient gods were Asian (specifically Chinese) and ...
I have finally struggled through to the end of this book but I have to admit that at least the last 150 pages (yes that's close to half of it) was to find ...
Standing in my local secondhand bookshop I had a desire to read something about Japan and found myself looking at ever-so-slightly foxed copies of both "Geisha ...
The first thing that struck me about this book is how very readable it is - the style is incredibly accessible and occasionally, in the film sequence-breakdowns, laugh-out-loud cheeky (though I ...
