It’s always a joy to discover a new author and I did that last week when I read
Tim Winton. I picked his book off the table in Waterstones simply because it was next to The Slaves of Solitude by Patrick Hamilton, a book I adored. My eyes jumped from Patrick Hamilton’s book to Tim Winton’s Dirt Music, I flipped it over, read the back cover and was hooked from page one. Dirt Music is set in Australia, all sweeping plains and wide open spaces contrasting with the claustrophobic human relationships within. Ignore the quote from the Sunday Mail on the front cover, it really is a cracking read. And today I bought another Tim Winton, Cloud Street.
It’s always a joy to discover a new author and I did that last week when I read Tim Winton. I picked his book off the table in Waterstones simply because it was next to The Slaves of Solitude by Patrick Hamilton, a book I adored. My eyes jumped from Patrick Hamilton’s book to Tim Winton’s Dirt Music, I flipped it over, read the back cover and was hooked from page one. Dirt Music is set in Australia, all sweeping plains and wide open spaces contrasting with the claustrophobic human relationships within. Ignore the quote from the Sunday Mail on the front cover, it really is a cracking read. And today I bought another Tim Winton, Cloud Street.
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