Stories of unease, of youth and death and age, of violence and deceit... Halligan shows us our flawed world in all its tawdry splendour, holding up a mirror to its follies and phobias, taking us on a journey through the mirror's surface into a cracked and glittering other life that reflects and illuminates our own.

Yet, however out of joint, this time is all we have, and Halligan celebrates it with wit, compassion and a black delight in its humour.

Bag-filler flying out.

thankyou so much for all of the travelling companions - one book leaves my home this week and 7 arrive - that's some inbalance...

i've read much of halligan's work - i think i fell in love with her when i was introduced to the seven writers (a canberra based writing group) in 1989 - i missed seeing her in tassie on my recent trip... however there is a rumour she will be a guest at the book group at the national library of australia in 2020

as much as i love her longer fiction, i do enjoy her short stories more, so i look forward to re-reading these and then it can tuck itself in as a travelling companion somewhere else

thanks again

happy reading
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