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September 2018

Peddling my wares

September 3rd, 2018|

These days I write the word ‘writer’ on forms that ask me what I do. I know I’ve earned it. I am that person – a published novelist. Publication has changed the way I [...]

August 2018

Strands of Jupiter

August 5th, 2018|

Our resident astrologer was a strict vegetarian Hindu who wore his caste marks on his forehead. With stained fingers he spread out charts and filled the room with the smell of ink and [...]

May 2018

A Ministry, a Garden, a God

May 19th, 2018|

I read a lot of books. For research mainly, or so I tell others and myself but also for pleasure, for comfort and to know myself better. I read fabulous books and ordinary ones, [...]

April 2018

Cultural Knowledge

April 27th, 2018|

Such a loaded term – cultural knowledge – coming as it does with its own set of expectations and hints of secrets. When I try to unpack it a little, I think about how [...]

January 2018

Books on Shelves

January 12th, 2018|

When a friend sent me a photo of my novel on her shelf, my preoccupation with books and how they appear on shelves, inspired me to find pictures of The Historian's Daughter on various [...]

November 2017

Bearing Witness

November 22nd, 2017|

Google describes bearing witness as a term that refers to sharing our experiences with others, most notably in the communication to others of traumatic experiences. This term has been on my mind most of [...]

Books I loved in 2017

November 14th, 2017|

   I started the year as I always do, with a selection of books by Australian writers, this time because I was fortunate enough to be on a writing panel with Carmel Bird, Josephine [...]

September 2017

Taboo by Kim Scott

September 28th, 2017|

Taboo starts with an out-of-control semi trailer freewheeling down a street, a hillside, spilling wheat, two humans and a skeleton as it crests to a stop in ‘massacre place.’ It is a powerful beginning [...]

Mothering under different skies

September 13th, 2017|

I was a paranoid mum when my daughter was growing up. Raising her in a city/country/continent far removed from where I was raised made me paranoid. My daughter always knew which two people in [...]

July 2017

The Persian Book Club

July 22nd, 2017|

One of the unexpected joys of publishing a book is that I am sometimes invited by book clubs to speak about my novel. This can be slightly nerve racking because book clubs have savvy [...]