My Reading – December 2018


Shell by Kristina Olsson
The day the great man sang, heat blazed in haloes over Bennelong Point.

The Way of All Flesh by Ambrose Parry
No decent story ought to begin with a dead prostitute and for that, apologies, for it is not something upon which respectable persons would desire to dwell.

The Ghost Tree by Barbara Erskine
Scampering down the steep, echoing spiral stair, the small boy dragged open the heavy door and peered out into the close.

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