Battle Gaming by Terence Wise: Reflections on a hobby

Fifty years ago when this world was young, your correspondent’s hobby was War Gaming. By this I don’t mean shootups on a screen at implausible digitalised foes. There were no screens; we’re talking about the dark ages here. No, this War Gaming was played out with regiments of miniature figurines on a table covered in green paint or cloth and set up with ‘terrain’ cobbled … Continue reading Battle Gaming by Terence Wise: Reflections on a hobby

A Perfect Square, by Isobel Blackthorn

From the book’s cover: When pianist Ginny Smith moves back to her mother’s house in Sassafras after her breakup with the degenerate Garth .. eccentric artist Harriet Brassington-Smythe is beside herself and contrives a creative collaboration to lift her daughter’s spirits: an exhibition of paintings and songs … As Ginny tries to prise the truth of her father’s disappearance from a tight-lipped Harriet, both are … Continue reading A Perfect Square, by Isobel Blackthorn

Songlines, The Sentinels of Eden Book 1, by Carolyn Denman

I got four angry strides away before Harry changed the course of my life with six easy words. “Can you hear the river crying?” Lainie, Ch. 8 From Back Cover Description: ‘In the heart of the Wimmera region of Victoria, an ancient gateway to Eden is kept hidden and safe by a creature so powerful that even the moon would obey her commands – at least it … Continue reading Songlines, The Sentinels of Eden Book 1, by Carolyn Denman

Foley Russel and That Poor Girl, by Rebecca Bloomer

A million questions pour into my head.  What IS that up your nose? Does it hurt? What’s wrong with you? Are you dying? What happens when you sneeze? I ask the most polite of them. ‘What’s your name’? ‘Lily Ashford’. ‘Foley Russel.’ I shake her white, white hand. She feels surprisingly normal’. P. 15 ‘When Foley Russel is assigned to do a book report and to meet … Continue reading Foley Russel and That Poor Girl, by Rebecca Bloomer

Subliminal Dust, by Pooja Mittal: Poetry from Odyssey Books

Silence is never silent so long as there is a listening ear. (Back cover of book.) After four readings of Subliminal Dust I am still finding lines to enjoy afresh and differently. The poems bring out voices in movements, whispers amid chaos, sounds trapped in small rocks, the stretching voids of unspoken emotions, terribly pale silences. There is music in this triangle, as in a shell … Continue reading Subliminal Dust, by Pooja Mittal: Poetry from Odyssey Books

The Sunshine Blogger Award

Thank you Kathy of Kathy’s Crafts for the nomination for the Sunshine Blogger Award! If any of Mawson’s Guardian’s followers would like to try their hands (or paws) at making Squirrel Boy and Bats and Pear Snowmen and many other creations, take a look at Kathy’s blog. It’s a sunny place. So, What’s the Award? The Sunshine Blogger Award is awarded by bloggers to other … Continue reading The Sunshine Blogger Award

The Way Home: Ashes of Olympus, Bk 1, by Julian Barr

‘The gods give no more than you can bear. The unfriendly sea shall be your road. A new homeland lies far across the roaring waves’. Kruesa’s ghost to Aeneas, p.44 The first lines of The Way Home plunge us into the night a civilisation was turned to ashes. The Greeks raze Troy.  Trojan leaders are cut down. After trying in vain to save King Priam, young … Continue reading The Way Home: Ashes of Olympus, Bk 1, by Julian Barr