Australia in Three Books

 

Australia in three books

Australia in three books

Stuart Harrison
On a wall in my house, near where I keep the books, there is a framed photograph of architect Robin Boyd’s own house on Walsh Street in South Yarra ...
Australia in three books: π.O.

Australia in three books: π.O.

Elese Dowden
π.O. is advancing a radically new and delightfully anarchic method, not just for Australian poetry but for our entire age ...
Australia in three books: I, memoir

Australia in three books: I, memoir

Amy Gray
I have a story. It will tell you something about me. You may already know me from That Thing or That Event, which I’m now using as a return to writing. That thing about me? It’s sad. I will ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Julianne Schultz
Reducing my Australia to just three books makes me feel like someone panning for gold in a fast-moving stream filled with the precious metal. If I stand still long enough and shake the pan hard enough, surely just three ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Eugenia Flynn
I first read Toni Morrison’s Playing in the Dark: Whiteness and the Literary Imagination (1992) as an adult with an established career in the arts and culture sector, an emerging practice as a writer myself, and as a long-time ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Maddison Connaughton
Louise Milligan, Cardinal: The Rise and Fall of George Pell (2017) The word came from Rome soon after the charges were laid: Cardinal George Pell, the most powerful Australian ever in the Catholic Church, was coming home to face ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Dan Dixon
Don Watson, Recollections of a Bleeding Heart: A Portrait of Paul Keating PM (2002) In 1993, during a diplomatic trip to the United States, prime minister Paul Keating remarked, ‘Tomorrow I go from New York to London, from a ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Maks Sipowicz
My first proper literary memory is of watching Wisława Szymborska’s Nobel Prize speech on television with my grandparents. I was six years old and I can recall only feelings and images related to that moment. My family felt much ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Madeleine Gray
Growing up I thought that being a ‘real’ reader meant reading dead American men. This feeling was reinforced each year by the school English syllabus and the texts cool young women read in films. In my early teens, I ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Yves Rees
A few minutes before midnight on 31 December 2011, I arrived at a warehouse party in lower Manhattan pulsating to the tune of ‘Pumped Up Kicks’. At the time, I was living with my then-partner in San Francisco, where ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Tim Dunlop
I remember 1975 as the year Gough Whitlam was sacked, but also as the year I read The Vivisector. I was 15. Zeppelin released Physical Graffiti, Dylan Blood on the Tracks, Skyhooks Ego Is Not a Dirty Word. AC/DC ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Sara M. Saleh
A few years ago, in an interview on national breakfast TV that was supposed to be on literature, I was asked a question about feminism in Saudi Arabia, a country to which I have no personal connection or cultural ties ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Giselle Au-Nhien Nguyen
I was a bookish child with a voracious hunger for stories. At the age of four, I would hold a tiny torch under my blanket at preschool during nap time so I could keep reading. I devoured all the books ...
Australia In Three Books

Australia In Three Books

Amy McQuire
In times of crisis I take comfort in the words of black women in whatever form, whether it’s poetry, fiction, memoir, academia, journalism or a Twitter feed. When a white police officer killed an African-American man on camera in May, ...
Australia in Three Books

Australia in Three Books

Winnie Dunn
I was standing in line at Mt Druitt Starbucks, the Corned Beef of Western Sydney, scrolling through my Twitter feed. I read that a white New Zealander author named Christina Thompson won this year’s nonfiction Victorian Premier’s Literary Award for ...