Extracts

Eden

Eden Carmichael died on a hot Tuesday afternoon in January. He was found lying across a double bed at one of Canberra's best-known brothels, dressed in a blue and white flowered silk dress and a blonde wig. Read More>

The House at Number 10

He was taking an age to come. Sophie could move her legs and hips, did move them, knees balanced on the large bed, propped up at one corner with a wedge of newspaper. But he was taking an age to come.
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The White Tower - a sequel to The Trojan Dog

Grey castle walls rose straight from sheer cliffs. What had been made by human hands and what had not differed subtly but profoundly. Intense cold entered my body through my fingernails and ankle joints, and I felt as though spires of saltwater were constantly washing over me, as they washed and worried the sharp rocks at the cliff's base. Read More>

The Trojan Dog - Australian edition

In this extract from The Trojan Dog, Sandra isn't sure yet what to make of Ivan, his love of electronic gadgetry, or the mysteries she is being drawn towards. Read More>

One For The Master

Ghosts form in the damp mist above the banks of the Barwon River. I meet them there at dusk when they take shape out of the yellow mist that hangs over what used to be Highlands woollen mill.
Though the mist is always present, it often drifts into tatters and re-forms; this is the time for ghosts.
The Barwon is not a big river, except when it's in flood. I sit by it in the evenings until dark, sometimes late into the night. I listen to the ghosts and they tell me their stories. Read More>