There was always a soundtrack for Humidity. I love music almost as much as I love books, and over the 20 – yes, 20 – years I spent writing my novel, I would inevitably hear songs that resonated with what I was writing. In My Life by The Divinyls Vibrant, raw and unmistakably Australian, this song […]
Bri Lee knows how to put a sentence together. Most people get obsessed with plot and genre – they’ll only read something if it fits a certain mold. Yet good writing is about making anything compelling, which is why I can read The New Yorker from cover to cover regardless of what each feature is
The world doesn’t need yet another review of Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar. Especially by a man. I get it. Yet I loved it so much, and so wish I’d been told how vibrant and witty it was earlier, that I was compelled to write this. Perhaps I never read it before because I’ve tended
When you hit a certain age, you can count on two things: you will be nostalgic for your youth most stories you read will feel familiar in some way. So it was a pleasant surprise to come across The Changing Room – it’s unlike any novel I’d read before and it transported me back to
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Ben doesn’t like being a nude model in a small country town. Then again, the local footballers don’t like their girlfriends ogling Ben. Broke and lonely, Ben falls for Marty, the ambitious and violent young woman rapidly taking over her brother’s drug and gun-running trade. Once Ben gets pulled into their dark world of bikies
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