For this week’s
#ThursdayBooksandBeer I’m reading the debut novel by John Morrissey, a Melbourne writer of Kalkadoon descent who just so happened to be a student at my school many years ago. I never taught John myself, but read his English essays which we all agreed were brilliant when we could decipher his impenetrable handwriting. Luckily his books are typeset and there’s no barrier to the brilliance. I loved his first book, Firelight, a collection of short stories, which has brilliant flashes of science fiction. This novel feels in the tradition of Ursula K. Le Guin’s The Word for World is Forest. It was a pleasure to be at the launch of the book at Readings last night. I couldn’t go past Reckless Brewing and their VIC IPA with its birds on the can to accompany it. “But warmth and light always drew him down again with a gentle gravity—drew him down, not to the river and the mud, but to shining white streets and buildings, a desert city. A city in a dream, certainly, but he knew that it was a real place; it had far more truth to it than all the memories of his life, even his memories of Eliza.”
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