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Monday, August 27, 2012

The Inky Awards 2012 Shortlist Announced



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Below are the details of the Inky Awards 2012 Shortlist! I had so much fun being an Inky judge; I got to meet some wonderful bibliophiles and had the opportunity to read and champion some fantastic books!

I owe a big thanks to the State Library, Centre for Youth Literature and Inside a Dog for inviting me to judge (and calling me an 'industry expert' - watch my ego inflate!)
Congratulations to all those who made both the long and short list (it was seriously tough competition), I hope that everyone who is eligible votes, and that everyone attends the awards on October 23 (I'll be there! With bells on!)

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The Inky Awards are Australia’s teen-choice awards as voted for online by the readers of insideadog.com.au. It recognises home grown writing talent with the Gold Inky, and titles from across the ocean with the Silver Inky.

The judging panel consisted of four teenagers from around Australia; author and 2011 Gold Inky Award winner James Moloney; and industry expert Danielle Binks. Together they whittled down the 2012 Inky Awards Longlist to five Australian titles (Gold Inky), and five international titles (Silver Inky), for the 2012 Inky Awards Shortlist.

The Inky Awards – Vote Now!

Voting is now open on insideadog.com.au/vote.

Include your username while voting and you will go in to the draw to win the entire shortlisted books!

*If you’re not registered you can register at insideadog.com.au.

Voting is open to ages 12-20.

Voting closes on the 14 October 2012.

Winners will be announced at The Inky Awards event on the 23rd of October. Find out more about the event on the State Library of Victoria’s What’s On page.

Follow the Inky Awards experience via -
Twitter: @insideadog #Inkys Facebook: Inside A Dog




Gold Inky (Australian books)
★ Shift by Em Bailey
★ Night Beach by Kirsty Eagar
★ Act of Faith by Kelly Gardiner
★ Queen of the Night by Leanne Hall
★ The Reluctant Hallelujah by Gabrielle Williams



Silver Inky (International books)
★ BZRK by Michael Grant
★ The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
★ Why We Broke Up by Daniel Handler
★ A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness
★ Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor


Saturday, August 25, 2012

'Onyx' Lux #2 by Jennifer L. Armentrout


From the BLURB:
Being connected to Daemon Black sucks…

Thanks to his alien mojo, Daemon’s determined to prove what he feels for me is more than a product of our bizarro connection. So I’ve sworn him off, even though he’s running more hot than cold these days. But we’ve got bigger problems.

Something worse than the Arum has come to town…

The Department of Defense are here. If they ever find out what Daemon can do and that we're linked, I’m a goner. So is he. And there's this new boy in school who’s got a secret of his own. He knows what’s happened to me and he can help, but to do so, I have to lie to Daemon and stay away from him. Like that's possible. Against all common sense, I'm falling for Daemon. Hard.

But then everything changes…

I’ve seen someone who shouldn’t be alive. And I have to tell Daemon, even though I know he’s never going to stop searching until he gets the truth. What happened to his brother? Who betrayed him? And what does the DOD want from them—from me?

No one is who they seem. And not everyone will survive the lies…

*** Contains spoilers of first book 'Obsidian' ***


Katy’s universe was turned upside down the moment she met her next-door-neighbour, Daemon Black and became friends with his twin sister, Dee. Katy was already undergoing enough change in her life, what with her father dying recently and her mum moving them from Florida to West Virginia. But then Katy met the Black siblings and not only was her universe turned upside down, it also got a whole lot bigger . . . because Katy uncovered the truth about Daemon and Dee, and most of the inhumanly beautiful residents of her sleepy new town. Katy discovered that many of the people populating this quiet, Podunk town are in fact aliens. Not only that, they’re aliens in the middle of an intergalactic game of cat and mouse against a villainous race called the Arum, not to mention they’re also under close surveillance by the Department of Defense (DOD) who may or may not be so interested in them for military gains.

Katy has become doubly embroiled in this alien mess, after she and Daemon formed a special, visceral bond that lets her feel where he is at all times, and start to develop a few inhumanly interesting abilities of her own. . .

‘Onyx’ is the second book in Jennifer L. Armentrout’s young adult paranormal romance series, ‘Lux’.

I read the first book in Armentrout’s new series, ‘Obsidian’, back in May this year and loved it. It was a deliciously over-the-top YA paranormal romance with a different flavour of supernatural that really hooked me and had me excited for this new ‘Lux’ series. So I went into ‘Onyx’ with very high hopes for a similar thrill-ride read.

This second book picks up immediately where ‘Obsidian’ left off. After facing-off against an Arum attack and saving his life, Katy has formed an odd and physical connection with Daemon Black. This connection is unnerving for a few reasons – partly due to Daemon running hot and cold with Katy, who is distraught at her own influx feelings for him. Secondly, the connection seems to be having some very strange, alien side-effects on Katy. But while Katy and Daemon try to find their footing in the wake of this strange bond, a new boy called Blake arrives at school to throw yet another spanner in the works – when he shows a keen attraction to Katy, but also seems to have a few too many coincidences surrounding his arrival in town, right when the DOD also make an appearance.

I've got to admit; this second book hit a few potholes for me and didn’t live up to expectation (much as I hate to admit it!). To begin with, I didn’t really like Katy and found her to be a very different heroine than the one I met in ‘Obsidian’. In that first book I praised Katy for not turning into a puddle before Daemon Black’s God-like good looks and jerk-face behaviour. I loved that Katy was a girl not to be trampled, and she really held her own and enjoyed sparring with Daemon and not letting him get too full of himself. The Katy in ‘Onyx’ seemed to be a changed woman, not necessarily for the better. Remembering that Katy is also a book blogger and reviewer (with a particular love for all things urban fantasy/paranormal) I found a few of her missteps in ‘Onyx’ to be a little befuddling. There were a few times when she did just plain stupid things where the DOD and Blake were concerned, and I thought she was a smarter heroine than that. But it was more in her interactions with Daemon that she let me down – there were just so many times when I thought she was making more relationship drama than was necessary. A lot of this book seemed to be a back-and-forth for Katy where she was one moment thinking “I love Daemon. But I can’t tell him” to “I've ruined everything with Daemon. I don’t know what to say to him”. I thought she was quite a witty, articulate girl in ‘Obsidian’ – so there were a few instances where she let me down and I missed her smart repartee with Daemon.

I also felt like ‘Onyx’ was a lot lighter on plot than ‘Obsidian’ was. Admittedly, the first book of any paranormal/urban fantasy series is usually the one with the most going on – because all the supernatural aspects have mystery surrounding them, followed by clues and then a big reveal. ‘Onyx’ was very much focused on the Katy/Daemon merry-go-round, and a rock-solid plot with the DOD didn’t really become apparent until late in the second-half. Admittedly, there’s a great set-up for the third book established by ‘Onyx’s’ end, but for me there was a lot of this book that just felt like high-school relationship drama and didn’t live up to my supernatural expectations. And because this was so much the ‘Katy & Daemon Show’, other characters who I'd come to really like in ‘Obsidian’ were given little page-time and no further development – like Dee and mean-girl (and Daemon’s ex) Ash. I wish Armentrout had included more of the alien characters in this book, to get an idea of their community and for Katy to interact with them more.

Armentrout obviously knew she was on to a winner with the Katy/Daemon relationship, so ‘Onyx’ is really only about them, them, them. I suppose a lot of readers will be thrilled with this, but for me I thought Armentrout’s alien race (a great change of pace from the usual werewolves/vampires/angels in the supernatural genre at the moment) was one of the reasons that ‘Lux’ piqued my interest in the first place, so I was disappointed not to have more of a focus on the world-building in ‘Onyx’. But, again, towards the end of the novel I felt like Katy and Daemon’s relationship woes converged with the wider DOD/alien arc, and became far more interesting for it;

“No.” He reached out, catching my chin in a gentle grasp, forcing me to look at him. And when I did, I couldn’t breathe. His eyes churned. “I’m worried. I’m worried for a thousand different reasons and I hate this – I hate feeling like I can’t do anything about it. That history is on repeat and even though I can see it as clear as day, I can’t stop it.”

Look, I still enjoyed ‘Onyx’ and was eager to get to the end of the book to know what happens. And, credit where credit’s due, Armentrout gets bonus points for a great Buffy reference (bonus, because it was the original 1992 movie with Donald Sutherland she made a point of referencing. Nice.) But for me, this book had too much romance and not enough paranormal – some people will love that fact, but I felt like it meant plot fell by the wayside and Armentrout’s wonderful world-building and supernatural build-up in ‘Obsidian’ deflated a bit in ‘Onyx’. There is a great set-up for the third book that ensures I’ll be returning to the series in December, but ‘Onyx’ was a small disappointment for me.

2.5/5


Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Interview with Vikki Wakefield, author of 'Friday Brown'

Last year I discovered a new favourite author after reading Vikki Wakefield's debut, 'All I Ever Wanted'. I was completely transfixed by her young adult novel, set in a suburban minefield and featuring a tough protagonist with big dreams called Mim. So I was over-the-moon to learn that Wakefield'd second novel would be released this year. I had high hopes for 'Friday Brown', and Wakefield outdid herself on every single one of them.

If you're a fan of Vikki Wakefield, can I also recommend that you book in to attend the FREE Centre for Youth Literature event with Vikki Wakefield and Fiona Wood (another fabulous new voice in Aussie YA!). It's happening on Tuesday 28 August. For more info, click here.
 And now, without further ado - Vikki Wakefield! 


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 Q: How long did it take you to write ‘Friday Brown’, from first idea to final manuscript?

This is going to sound backward, but the first lines I wrote for Friday Brown were from the seminal scenes in Chapter 28 (which will mean nothing to anyone who hasn’t read it). The entire story evolved from the water-tank scene and the first line from that chapter was written over three years ago. Of course, there were long periods of inactivity while I worked on other things, but it feels like I’ve been writing this book forever.

Q: Are you a ‘plotter’ or a ‘pantser’ - that is, do you meticulously plot your novel before writing, or do you ‘fly by the seat of your pants’ and let the story evolve naturally?

I’m a plotter in my head and a pantser on the page. I don’t start writing until I know my characters (usually after I’ve drawn them and daydreamed about them) and I have a clear idea of the direction of the story. The dreaming stage can last months. When I start to write, the characters take over—I have to trash my synopsis and start from scratch because they always end up straying from my script. This surprises and terrifies me every time it happens.

I wrote All I Ever Wanted in quite a linear fashion, but Friday Brown was like piecing together a big, ugly patchwork quilt. The prologue was written after I’d already completed the first draft and, as you can imagine, it coloured the rest of the story. I had to rewrite much of the book. To top that off, I changed tense during the structural edit. I pretty much do everything the hard way, but I’m always sure of the final scene—if I don’t have that I have nothing.

Q: Did you start writing with a conscious decision to make ‘Friday Brown’ young adult, or did that evolve naturally? Do you write with an audience in mind?

Great question. It’s one I’ve asked myself and it’s only recently that I’ve been able to answer it with any clarity. I don’t think I write for young adults at all—I just write about them. If I wrote an adult novel I’m confident my style wouldn’t change. I’m not conscious of deliberately shifting gears to suit an audience and I’m trying to remain as ignorant about the rules of genre as I was when I first started to write. That way I’ll never be scared to tell the story I’m trying to tell.
Q: You had such fantastic success with your first book ‘All I Ever Wanted’. How have things changed the second time round? Was it easier to pen this second book than the first?

It was much more difficult to write Friday Brown. I had deadlines and expectations and the sense that I wasn’t only writing for myself this time. On the upside, I had more knowledge and the compulsion to write was just as strong as ever. When it’s just me and the page, I write well. It’s never easy, but I probably wouldn’t do it if it was.

Q: I feel like you don’t write ‘traditional’ love stories in your novels. Thinking of the Jordan Mullen crush/reality for Mim, or the fact that in ‘Friday Brown’ it’s the friendship between Friday and Silence that comes to mean more. It’s nice to read these sorts of ‘skewed’, nontraditional romances, because so many YA books these days only present one type of romantic love. What makes you write those unconventional, unusual ‘connections’ between your characters? What is it that you find fascinating about them?

I suppose I remember being so wrong about people as a teenager—as if I’d created my own skewed reality—that, in a way, I’m selfishly rediscovering the relationships that should have mattered more to me back then. But the heart wants what the heart wants, even if a person is bad for you (and even if you know it).

Romantic love is a wonderful thing, but neither Mim nor Friday is ready for it. Love for a guy shouldn’t save you, or define you—it’s the payoff that comes when two people are ready and deserving of each other. That’s why Wish (Spoiler Alert!) is only a fleeting character. He’s perfect for Friday, but she’s not ready for him. Friday Brown isn’t their story at all—Wish is just the hint of a new beginning. I meant for this novel to be a love story, but not the kind you might expect.

Q: ‘Friday Brown’ really, heartbreakingly, delves into life on the streets. Did you do any kind of research into homelessness or runaways for this novel?

I’ve spoken with youth workers and street kids, but most of my writing comes from truth and memories, from the people and places I remember. I’ve slept rough and bunked down in a squat, I’ve roamed the city at night and spent freezing nights huddled around a campfire, but I’ve always had the safety of family to go back to. I won’t ever truly understand what it means to be lost.

I think many people who haven’t experienced homelessness believe these kids choose to live on the street, that it’s all about rebellion or a quest for freedom. For most street kids, homelessness is a bid to save themselves. Yes, sometimes there are drugs or crime involved, but often a deep distrust of adults and authority lies at the heart of their reasons for leaving home.

Q: The characters of Mim and Friday are really sticking with me, long after reading. I wonder what it’s like for you – as their creator? Do you still think of Mim and Friday, and the characters around them even though their novels are out and ‘done’ now? Do you ever get the urge to revisit them?

I think about them all the time. They pop in and out at the worst possible times. I think, as time passes, a book drifts further from a writer, and so do the characters. I’m less connected to them, but they never really leave me. If you asked which book is my favourite, it will always be the last one I’ve written, because I’m closer to it.

Q: Favourite author(s) of all time?

I’m going to change the question slightly, otherwise the list would be too long. I always think my favourite writer is the author of the last great book I’ve read (that would create a very modern list), and I always forget somebody.

The authors I’ve read at exactly the right time in my life (some very early on) and who have infected me with a love of language and storytelling: Maurice Sendak, Colin Thiele, Bruce Dawe, Robert Cormier, Jack London, S E Hinton, Edgar Allan Poe, Melina Marchetta, Tim Winton, Flannery O’Connor and Annie Proulx. There are so, so many more.

Q: Favourite book(s)?

At the moment it’s Tell the Wolves I’m Home by Carol Rifka Brunt (see, the last book always makes the list). I loved this book.

Hilda Boswell’s Omnibus – an anthology of classics with the creepiest illustrations. I credit this book with my early realisation that bad things happen to kids and sometimes they freeze to death in the snow holding a fistful of matches—but there’s beauty in that. Somewhere.

Everything written by the authors I’ve listed above.

Q: What advice do you have for budding young writers?

There’s a reason most writers give similar advice: read, write, read, writewriteWRITE. It works. Don’t confuse rejection with failure; remind yourself that experience is what you get when you don’t get what you want.

With your first draft, try to write at least one line in every chapter that you’re convinced has never been written before. When you rewrite, do the same thing for every page. When I’m reading, I find that those lines can make the difference between a mediocre book and an extraordinary one.

Q: What are you working on now, and when can we get our hands on it?

I’ve started two YA novels, but I’m in the daydreaming phase right now. I’ll have to make a choice between them, depending on whose voice sings loudest. I’ll let you know when I hit the synopsis-shredding phase—then it’s game on.



'Friday Brown' by Vikki Wakefield

Received from the Publisher 

From the BLURB:

Seventeen-year-old Friday Brown is on the run—running to escape memories of her mother and of the family curse. And of a grandfather who’d like her to stay. She’s lost, alone and afraid.

Silence, a street kid, finds Friday and she joins him in a gang led by beautiful, charismatic Arden. When Silence is involved in a crime, the gang escapes to a ghost town in the outback. In Murungal Creek, the town of never leaving, Friday must face the ghosts of her past. She will learn that sometimes you have to stay to finish what you started—and often, before you can find out who you are, you have to become someone you were never meant to be.


Liliane ‘Friday’ Brown is a wanderer. She and her mother, Vivienne, spent Friday’s formidable years bouncing from one outback town to the next, chasing drover men and trying to escape a watery Saturday curse … Friday has been hearing the tales of her drowned women ancestors since she was a child. Brown women always die by drowning, and always on a Saturday. Saturday is the reason Vivienne nicknamed her daughter Friday, it’s why she kept them wandering around the desert outback, and in the end it killed her anyway.

Now Friday is alone, but she still feels the need to follow in her mother’s wandering footsteps.

Friday packs up her swag and leaves her grandfather’s quiet home, with the concrete pool. She hoofs it into the city, and there feels more lost and alone, never more aware of the hole Vivienne left in her heart.

And then Friday meets Silence. Or, rather, they perform a small miracle together and ignite a fateful friendship that Friday is never likely to forget…

Silence is a street kid. He does not talk much, and upon her pleading he leads Friday to the abandoned house where he and his street ‘family’ live. There’s little boy AiAi who jangles when he walks, for all the bones his old daddy broke. Darcy makes her living from men, and she hates Friday on sight. Joe is a straight-talking wise boy, and Carrie has fangs and a wounded past. Bree is an indigenous girl whose family perform street music, and Mailk is the muscle who sells drugs on the side. And reigning over all these lost boys and girls is Arden, a veritable Peter Pan Amazonian with dreadlocks and a vengeful tattoo.

Friday is reluctantly drawn into their tough and wild life, even though she feels the emptiness in her grow everyday she stays. It’s Silence that keeps her hanging around, Silence and the walls of this abandoned house that he papers with worded shapes. And then it’s Arden, her fiery temperament and rough loyalty.

… And then it’s Wish. An old street kid Arden used to know. His smile reminds Friday, for the first time since her mother died, that people can connect again. Not all who wander are lost.

But when Arden insists on moving her street kin to the outback wild, when she gets it into her head to keep them all isolated in one faraway place, Friday gets the sinking feeling that she and Silence should have left a long time ago …

‘Friday Brown’ is the new young adult novel from Australian author, Vikki Wakefield.

I read Wakefield’s debut novel last year, and found a new favourite Aussie YA author in the process. Like many others I was eagerly anticipating her second outing, and feeling that sick see-saw feeling, between hoping it will be just as good as her first, but worried lightning won’t strike twice. Well, rest assured, ‘All I Ever Wanted’ was no lightning in a bottle and ‘Friday Brown’ is a glorious thunderstorm after the fact.

This second novel is nothing like Wakefield’s first. Except, perhaps, in their young female protagonists who are a little bit lost, lonely and loyal. We meet Friday Brown shortly after her mother’s death, when she’s stuck at her grandfather’s house but knows the only place for her is where she and Vivienne left off – wandering, bouncing between towns and never laying roots. So she takes her swag and heads into the city – where she meets Silence, Arden and her place in their street family sends them all on a fateful collision course.

I am Friday Brown. I buried my mother. I ran away from a man who buried a swimming pool. A boy who can’t speak has adopted me. A girl kissed me. I broke and entered. Now I’m fantasising about a guy who’s a victim of a crime and I am the criminal. I’m going nowhere and every minute I’m not moving, I’m being tailgated by a curse that may or may not be real. They call me Friday. It has been foretold that on a Saturday, I will drown . . .

This novel feels a love letter to Australia. As in ‘All I Ever Wanted’, Wakefield doesn’t put a hard and fast name on her settings – Friday could be knocking around the city of Sydney or Melbourne, or even Wakefield’s hometown of Adelaide. But it doesn’t matter – because Wakefield excels in writing the feel of a place; the city streets with throngs of people that can make a person feel terribly alone. Friday takes to writing her thoughts in chalk on the pavement, and the many suited pedestrians who stroll by without making eye-contact could be from any Aussie city at all, it doesn’t matter. So too with the outback setting of the novel’s second half – a red-dusted stage where the city kids are chasing shade at an abandoned town. Wakefield does a sublime job of writing Australia for everyone – by not naming the places, readers instantly transpose their own memories and feelings to the unfolding scenes, and I loved that. But the anonymity doesn’t mean Wakefield’s settings have any less heart. As I said, ‘Friday Brown’ feels like a love letter to Australia, and never more than when Friday is recounting her childhood spent traveling from town to town;

Those were the unforgettable summers. There were outback towns where you couldn’t see the roads for red dust, grids of streets with wandering dogs and children who ran wild and swam naked in creeks. I remembered climbing ancient trees that had a heartbeat if you pressed your ear to them. Boomboom-boomboom. Dreamy nights sleeping by the campfire and waking up covered in fine ash, as if I'd slept through a nuclear holocaust. We were wanderers, always with our faces to the sun.

In reading ‘Friday Brown’, I kept thinking that Vikki Wakefield is a hard writer to pin down, and I love that too. That she’s a new shining star for Australian YA is a given. But her explorations in ‘Friday Brown’ are urban and fantastical, coming-of-age mixed with thriller. This is a hard novel, and that’s partly what makes it so good, but there’s something magic here too. Friday has only one crying eye, a drowning curse stalks her Saturday’s and her mother lives in the stories she remembers. There’s a touch of Alice Hoffman to Vikki Wakefield, I think.

What’s also unmistakeable is that Vikki Wakefield writes the tough stuff. ‘All I Ever Wanted’ gave us Mim, a girl from a troubled family and dangerous suburb who just wanted to get out. ‘Friday Brown’ presents us with life on the street, and the myriad of reasons a child might want to become a face on a missing poster. I cried and cried reading ‘Friday Brown’, but I so enjoyed the journey that I can’t begrudge Wakefield my tears. She earned them, every one. Her characters are so vivid and endearing, or vicious and infuriating that she makes you feel everything down to your bones. Silence was a beautiful, quiet boy who spoke with a rasp and felt in visible. Arden, by contrast, is a beautiful danger – and her characterisation was gorgeous, from her animal-like dreadlocked hair to the way Wakefield describes her fighting stance, she reminded me a bit of Alex Garland’s Sal, from ‘The Beach.’ I was dragged into these character’s lives and enjoyed every minute with them.

One thing I will say is that I don’t think Wakefield excels at writing traditional romance, and shouldn’t try to. I actually love that Wakefield often writes the antithesis to the romance of most young adult novels. Wish comes in the middle of Friday’s story, and she feels an almost instant, kismet attraction to him that comes to hold a bit more gravity towards the end – and for that reason may have needed to be strung out more in the middle. But I didn’t feel overly invested in that particular connection. I was more interested in Friday’s tender friendship with Silence, a different kind of love story but far more powerful, in my opinion. It happened in ‘All I Ever Wanted’ too, where I was glad that Mim’s daydreamed romance with Jordan Mullen soured in reality, and it was her relationship with his sister, Kate, that I found myself more enthralled by. I feel like Wakefield almost veered towards the more traditional love story stuff with Wish and Friday, and I didn’t need it at all – not when there was plenty more to be read in Friday’s relationships with Silence and Arden.

I’m so happy to have Vikki Wakefield for Australian YA. She definitely brings something vital and individual to the genre – writing about tough but lonely girls, the friendships that save them and the past that haunts them. ‘Friday Brown’, like her debut, is Wakefield writing the tough stuff – this time about street life and missing someone so much that you lose yourself when you lose them. I loved this book from the bottom of my heart to the tips of my toes. But now, of course, comes the terrible downtime between Vikki Wakefield releases, when I have to wait for her next book to come into my life. Sigh.

5/5


Sunday, August 19, 2012

John Marsden - author talk and Twitter re-cap


Hello Darling Readers!

I've just come back from a fantastic author talk and signing with John Marsden, organized by the wonderful Narre Warren library as part of celebrations for the ‘National Year of Reading’!

John Marsden has been a favourite author of mine, ever since I first read ‘Checkers’ and had my reading landscape irrevocably altered by his tough and damaged characters. The second book I read of his was ‘Letters from the Inside’ which was a complete punch to the gut but I knew he was something very special for young adult readers – because he didn’t talk down to us or shy away from the tough stuff and he revelled in writing messy, imperfect characters. And then I read his epic ‘Tomorrow’ series and he cemented his status as an all-time favourite author for me.

His author talk at Narre Warren was completely and utterly fabulous. He only spoke for a little over an hour, but in that time he covered the mechanics of writing and language, entertained the audience with personal anecdotes and gave us a small glimpse into what he surely must have been like as a marvellous English teacher, and now as Principal of the alternative school, Candelbark.

Mr Marsden made some brilliantly insightful comments, particularly about letting children speak for themselves – he recited several instances where he came across parents who acted as spokespeople for their children, not letting them get a word in edgeways or, worse yet, berating them when they did try to speak but added an unintentional ‘um’ or ‘like’ into the sentence. It was in this discussion that I saw why it is that John Marsden doesn’t ‘write down’ to his audience – because he hates that in real life, he very much carries that belief over to his books when he lets his child characters be their own heroes, and it’s no wonder so many of his books feature an absence of (reliable) adults. He seems to have a great deal of respect and admiration for young people and ‘letting kids be kids’.

It was a packed house at the Narre Warren Civic Centre, and looking around I was immensely pleased to see fans of all ages and genders turning out to hear Mr Marsden speak. There were many teachers/librarians in the audience, an even mix of girls and boys, plenty of younger children who were only just discovering his books, and ‘big kids’ (like me!) who have been reading him for yonks and clearly still hold his books close to our hearts.

A really big thank you to Casey-Cardinia Library Corporation for putting on this fabulous author event, and to the ‘National Year of Reading’ for general awesomeness.

Below is my Twitter-recap of the event.









'The Family Law' by Benjamin Law

 From the BLURB:

Meet the Law family – eccentric, endearing and hard to resist. Your guide: Benjamin, the third of five children and a born humorist. Join him as he tries to answer some puzzling questions: Why won’t his Chinese dad wear made-in-China underpants? Why was most of his extended family deported in the 1980s? Will his childhood dreams of Home and Away stardom come to nothing? What are his chances of finding love?

Hilarious and moving,
The Family Law is a linked series of tales from a wonderful new Australian talent.

In 2010 I had the rare pleasure of loving a book I'd been anticipating for as long as I'd been stalking the author.

Benjamin Law is a freelance writer who first blipped onto my radar when I started reading his pieces in hipster-darling magazine, ‘Frankie’. He also contributes to ‘The Good Weekend’, ‘The Monthly’ and has written for ‘The Best Australian Essays’ and even appeared on ABC’s Q&A. I love him. He’s enviably witty, self-deprecating, and writes brilliant argumentative pieces with first-hand experience as his weapon of choice. I'd been looking forward to his novel debut for so long, and when ‘The Family Law’ came along in 2010 I was not in the least bit surprised by the novel’s brilliance. . .

‘The Family Law’ is a biography in 23 parts – as Law recounts mundane and extraordinary familial events through 23 short stories.

Benjamin Law is gut-achingly funny – so funny he’s sometimes freakin’ painful to read. But he’s at his funniest when describing his family and their weird, endearing mannerisms and quirks – like in ‘Baby Love’, in which he writes about his Cantonese mother’s horror-filled stories about raising Benjamin and his four other siblings.

Mum also said childbirth was unbearably, gratuitously painful. When I once asked her to compare and rate each of our births – which was easier, which was faster – she balked. ‘No birth is easy!’ she exclaimed. ‘Of course a man would ask that question. Men can’t even begin to imagine. Can you imagine a lemon coming out of your penis-hole? Yes, yes! That’s what it’s like! I'd like to see a man squeeze lemons out of his penis-hole. OUT OF YOUR PENIS-HOLE, BENJAMIN. You can’t even imagine, can you? A whole lemon – with the points on each end and everything, except this lemon has limbs. Out of your penis-hole. PENIS-HOLE.’

Going into ‘The Family Law’, I knew it would be a cackling-good read. I've been a big admirer of Benjamin Law’s sense of humour for years now, but actually it was the stories in which he balanced humour with introspection that stood out for me. Even more were the stories that started out lightly humorous, but masked much wider (often political) issues that really bowled me over. Benjamin Law sneaks up on you like that – he comes across as quite the joker, quick with the quips about being the only Asian not good at maths – but he’s masterful at using his personal anecdotes to ask big questions of the reader.

Now, I should also point out that Benjamin Law is gay, and a very vocal supporter of marriage equality in Australia. Law writes beautifully, self-deprecatingly and most importantly earnestly about realizing he was homosexual and coming out to his family. But I was sort of surprised to discover that it wasn’t his story about being gay in Australia that really struck a chord with me (though it did that too). In fact, it was the story ‘Skeletons’ that I think wonderfully illustrated Law’s talent for combining humorous anecdote with striking persuasion. In this short story, he talks about how his mother and her family moved to Hong Kong from Malaysia when she was fifteen-years-old, after they heard reports that ethnic Malays were murdering Chinese people. From Hong Kong, Law’s mother and father decided on Australia to escape the Chinese-run government after colonialism. After his parents arrived in Australia, gained citizenship and started a family, his mother’s family members started migrating to the land down under to start a new life too. As Law explains: “They let their visas expire, quietly and without ceremony” - they started having babies, taking out mortgages and opened a restaurant. And then when Benjamin was just a boy, the Australian Federal Police landed on their doorstep – raided the family restaurant, and arrested his uncles, and later returned to take his aunts and cousins to Villawood Detention Centre to await their fate. The family’s plight made national headlines, but in the end it did no good;

They left in stages, family by family, newspaper report by newspaper report. No matter how any applications were filed, petitions sent or campaigns established, nothing was of any use. Then, only weeks after my mother’s thirty-second birthday, she said goodbye to her two elderly parents at the airport. They were the last to leave, having been asked by the government to go voluntarily after their application for sponsorship was rejected. Mum was four months’ pregnant by then. When they left, her parents asked what the use of crying was.

After his mother’s sixteen deported family members left Australia (and all their worldly possessions behind with her), Benjamin’s mother developed a hording problem. For a long time she kept every family memento and school project; stacks of magazines littered his family home and as Benjamin puts it; “we were sentimental to the point where it became pathological.” His mother couldn’t let go, she kept the last physical links to her family for as long as she could. I love this story for a lot of reasons. Re-reading it now, when the ‘boat people’ debate has sparked all over again and Tony Abbott’s current buzz-word, ‘illegals’, is being repeated by every ignorant asshole, ‘Skeletons’ is a really beautiful and quiet story that puts a face and real heart into the whole debate. Benjamin Law’s family are not what the majority of Australian’s would consider to be the idea of queue-jumpers, and that’s what makes it so powerful and highlights Benjamin Law as a funny guy with a lot to say.

One of the great things about all of Law’s stories is the way he instantly hooks readers and draws them in. All his opening lines are a little bit kooky and fabulous. One of my favourites is from ‘Amongst the Living Dead’:

For as long as I can remember, I've thought about my mother’s death on a daily basis. This wouldn’t be such a strange exercise if she were actually dead, but the thing is, my mother’s alive – perhaps aggressively so.

 Like I said, I first read and loved this book in 2010 – but it’s only recently that the book has returned to my shelf, after being passed around to every friend, family member and stranger on the street that I could convince to give Law’s debut a read. My copy of ‘The Family Law’ is now a little bit bruised and battered from being so lovingly read by so many. I’m so happy that Benjamin Law has his second book coming out next month, ‘Gaysia: Adventures in the Queer East’ – I can’t wait for his second outing, which will no doubt further my obsession with this heartfelt and humorous writer-extraordinaire.

5/5

Friday, August 17, 2012

'Heart of Gold' by J.R. Ward writing as Jessica Bird


From the BLURB:

She has a chance to find something more precious than gold, if she’s brave enough to trust her heart. . . .


Her intense passion for unlocking the secrets of the past is what made Carter Wessex an archaeologist. Now she’s been given a chance to dig on Farrell Mountain where a doomed party of minutemen lost their lives—as well as the gold they were carrying during the Revolutionary War. Carter refuses to let the mountain’s owner, Nick Farrell, rattle her, even though she’s all too aware of his sexy yet sardonic presence. Her work on the mountain could be the most significant find of her career . . . if she can pull herself away from the smoldering attraction that is undeniably growing between them.

Beneath the steely façade Nick Farrell wears like a well-cut suit, he is a man of hidden tenderness. From his first meeting with Carter, there’s an immediate flare—hotter than he has ever experienced before. But no one is more surprised than Nick when his desire for her deepens into something enduring. Now Nick must find a way to convince Carter that the real treasure to be found on Farrell Mountain is a true and lasting love. . .

Carter Wessex has just had the dig of a lifetime dangled before her. A promising young archaeologist, Carter loves a good mystery and a challenge. But she’s going to get both, in spades, with Nick Farrell.

Nick owns a good parcel of land, including Farrell Mountain which, legend tells, is the final resting ground of Revolutionary War soldiers and the gold that got them killed. But Farrell, a renowned businessman, has never given permission for authorities to dig on his mountain. He has even gone so far as to chase money-grubbing archaeologists off his mountain, with the help of his gun-wielding grounds keeper.

But recent evidence has, illegally, come to light confirming that Farrell Mountain holds the key to a Revolutionary mystery and possible gold, and Carter Wessex is determined to dig.

Normally Nick Farrell would flat refuse any offers to dig on his mountain – but Carter Wessex is the estranged daughter of one of Nick’s business partners. Not to mention she’s also disarmingly beautiful, and not afraid to put Nick in his place. He is intrigued and willing to let Carter and her team dig on his mountain if it means getting to the mystery of her. . .

‘Heart of Gold’ was the 2003 stand-alone romance novel written by J.R. Ward (under the name Jessica Bird) which has recently been re-packaged (along with ‘Leaping Hearts’), following the crazy success of her paranormal ‘Black Dagger Brotherhood’ series.

Before the crux of the plot starts to unwind, Bird introduces readers to two fairly complicated individuals in Carter Wessex and Nick Farrell.

Carter is a smart and gutsy archaeologist, one of the youngest and most celebrated in her field. She can usually be found knee-deep in dirt, wearing tatty clothes and jet-setting all around the world – if only to avoid her estranged father’s pleading devotion. Carter and her father have not spoken since her mother’s death, and while we don’t know the reason for the prolonged silence, Carter is adamant that it’s all her father’s fault. When the gold on Farrell Mountain is dangled before Carter (though she’s far more interested in the bones of the Revolutionary soldiers) she is reluctant to follow the dig, for more than just the reasons of Nick’s infamous refusal to permit people on his mountain. She knows that Nick and her father probably travel in the same business circles, and she cringes at the idea of bumping into him. But the bones on Farrell Mountain call to her, and Carter takes a chance. . .

Nick Farrell, meanwhile, is at the end of this tether. His young sister died a few years ago, leaving Nick as the sole guardian of his teenage nephew, Cort. The boy has some medical problems and unaddressed issues concerning his parent’s death. But worst of all, Cort is a teenager and rebelling against his uncle seems to be his number one hobby at the moment. The two of them seem to constantly be at loggerheads, at a perpetual impasse. But when Nick decides to let Carter Wessex and her small team dig on his mountain, the experience of helping out on the dig opens Cort and Nick’s struggling relationship up and gives the boy a new purpose over the school holidays.

Nick’s motives for letting Carter dig are somewhat selfish. Yes, she is beautiful and feisty and he is intrigued – but Nick is also thinking of business prospects with her estranged father, if he can be the peace-maker that brings these two together again, surely the old man would owe Nick a favour or two. . .

She took a deep breath, wrapping her arms around her body. “So I’m supposed to believe you’ve asked around, read my curriculum vitae, and suddenly decided the sum of my virtues is sufficient to justify changing your mind? I don’t get it.”
“Perhaps conversions happen,” he murmured, “even in people like me.”
“I’ll believe that when I see it.”
“Maybe you just need to get to know me better. I could have a heart of gold under this gruff exterior.”
“That would be fool’s gold, no doubt.”
He laughed, a low, husky sound.

I bought this book on a whim – curious to read J.R. Ward when she was Jessica Bird and before her 'Black Dagger Brotherhood’ series. I read her ‘Moorehouse Legacy’ series and ‘The Billionaire Next Door’ book for the same reason, and got some enjoyment out of them.

‘Heart of Gold’ is just ‘okay’ by comparison. The entire storyline is pretty predictable from the blurb alone, and as far as the sexy stuff goes – this is probably the tamest Warden book I've read.

Carter and Nick’s romantic appeal rests in their sparking chemistry and witty parrying. It’s there, but it’s not particularly clever and reads sort of like paint-by-numbers for romantic conflict and tension.

Actually the most interesting thing about this book is reading the escalating drama, when a rival archaeologist called Conrad Lyst starts making trouble on the mountain, and threatening Carter. The storyline is as outlandish as it sounds, and I didn’t find it interesting so much for the cheesy plot-twists, but because I really started to see how Jessica Bird could be slowly drawn more towards the urban fantasy/paranormal romance side of things . . . I really felt like ‘Heart of Gold’ started out as a stock-standard romance. Rich millionaire who can’t commit is intrigued by a made-her-own-way millionaire’s daughter who likes to (literally) get down and dirty. For a little while Bird follows the suspected trajectory – but then she seemed to get a bit bored. She threw a spanner in the works with Conrad Lyst, and suddenly there were threats and kidnappings. The plot just seemed to suddenly explode into this completely different action book. With the BDB series in the back of my mind, I thought I could definitely see why the more outlandish paranormal romance genre would appeal to the Warden – because I truly felt like she wanted to stay with the fast-paced and dangerous kidnapping/action plot for longer.

All in all ‘Heart of Gold’ is so-so. If you’re reading this hoping to fill the ‘Black Dagger Brotherhood’ void between releases, you’ll probably be disappointed. This is thoroughly contemporary romance, and while the Warden (as Bird) herself seemed to be a bit over the strictly lovey-dovey stuff, judging by the sudden careening action plot-twist, fans of her paranormal work will probably just be bored. As a contemporary romance it’s okay – not great, not terrible, but if this had been my first encounter with Jessica Bird I probably wouldn’t have been moved to read through her backlist.

2.5/5


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