...this is the way fate usually treats us, it's right there behind us, it has already reached out a hand to touch us on the shoulder while we're still muttering to ourselves, It's all over, that's it, who cares anyhow.”
'The Tale of the Unknown Island' by José Saramago
She began to fear that she would always be greedy, all the time. Nothing ever seemed to fill her up. Nothing ever seemed to touch the sides.
Funny Girl by Nick Hornby
I fall in love with these kids over and over again and my heart aches for their tragedies and marvels at their friendship.
'On the Jellicoe Road' by Melina Marchetta
Without a keeper of words, stories tumble and fall, eventually melting into the ether, never to be heard of again. Stories link us to our mob, doesn't matter if you are Koorie, Irish, Kiwi, Welsh or Indian. It’s the listening and telling of these stories that bring our people close, both young and old. Stories keep our culture and our faith alive.
'Grace Beside Me' by Sue McPherson
When your book-cover illustrator gifts you the original! 🥺🥰
First pages back for the forthcoming YA novel ...
"Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth."
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