In The Winter Dark. A book review.

I read a lot of books, but don’t often get the chance to post a book review. Then along comes a book that stuns me into submission, like a two-by-four wielded by some grinning, dream-fisted maniac. “If only we hadn’t had so many things to hide, so many opportunities for fear to get us.” TimContinue reading “In The Winter Dark. A book review.”

Breath. A book review.

Tim Winton’s Breath is the kind of book that challenges your thinking about what it means to be a writer. Winton’s prose flows like poetry, with immaculate meter and dialectal mastery. Breath makes me ashamed to say I’m a writer, because Winton is so good: I am not worthy. I have never been so profoundlyContinue reading “Breath. A book review.”