Anzac Day Ceremony at Polygon Wood, 2013 April is a very special month to be published in, because not only does my book feature the exploits of the original Anzacs themselves, those brave men who left Australia and New Zealand to fight on the beaches at Gallipoli and on into the Eastern and Western Fronts … Continue reading Letters from the Writing Trenches: The Western Front
Where the Line Breaks is out in Australia and New Zealand, and I am officially a published author, which is a wonderful sentence to be able to write. It's something I've dreamt of since I wrote my first Batman poem in primary school, and the time I rewrote a Biggles story by changing all the … Continue reading The Path to Publication: Book Birthday!
If you're curious as to what my upcoming debut novel Where the Line Breaks is all about, here's a short video where I discuss the main plot, made for the Books+Publishing newsletter about four new Fremantle Press authors. Books+Publishing is Australia’s number-one source of news about the book industry, keeping subscribers up to date with the … Continue reading Where the Line Breaks Introduction Video
Over the next few months, before Where the Line Breaks is published, I thought it might be interesting to look at the inspiration and the ideas that led me to write the novel. Where the Line Breaks tells the story of The Unknown Digger, a hugely popular but anonymous soldier poet of the First World … Continue reading The Path to Publication: The Digger (Apologies to Rupert Brooke)
Here's the moment I first laid eyes on a physical copy of my debut novel 'Where the Line Breaks', opening the special delivery sent by my publishers in Perth, Western Australia over to our house in London. It's an amazing feeling to hold the outcome of years of hard work in your hands. I'm so … Continue reading Where the Line Breaks Cover Reveal
Digger VE/6136 ‘E’s an ‘andsome bloke, is ol’ mate Luke, wiv ‘is peelin’ sunburnt nose, ‘e’s six-foot-two, frum Humpty Doo, an’ farmin’s all ‘e knows– but when the call fer arms went round, the cobber showed ‘is colours, an’ now ‘e’s ‘ere on forrin ground, wiv ‘is fellow bushwhacked brothers. ‘E’s ‘andy with a bayonet, … Continue reading Digger VE/6136
The Digger (Apologies to Rupert Brooke) If I should cark it, think only this of me That there’s some corner of a foreign field That is terra Australis. There shall be In that red earth a mate of yours concealed; A bloke Australia bore, shaped, made aware, Gave, once, her sand to scorch, her bush … Continue reading The Digger (Apologies to Rupert Brooke)