Although Matilda the cat is the worst waitress at Burt's Diner because her mind is usually somewhere else--dueling pirates, lassoing bad guys, or wrestling twisters with one hand tied behind her back--no one cares since she is also the best storyteller.
When an accident leaves teenage cousins Meline and Jocelyn parentless, they come to live with their unknown and eccentric Uncle Marten on his private island. They soon discover that the island has a history as tragic as their own: it was once an air force training camp, led by a mad commander whose crazed plan to train pilots to fly airplanes without instruments sent eleven pilots to their deaths. Jocelyn, Meline, and Uncle Marten are soon joined on this island of wrecked planes and wrecked men by an elderly Austrian housekeeper, a very mysterious butler, a cat, and a dog. But to Jocelyn and Meline, being in a strange new place around strange new people only underscores the fact that the world they once knew has ended. Told in the alternating voices of four characters dealing with grief in different ways, Polly Horvath's new novel is a rich and complicated story about loss and the possibility— and impossibility—of beginning again. The Corps of the Bare-Boned Plane is a 2008 Bank Street - Best Children's Book of the Year.
Winner of the Miles Franklin Award in 1971. On the shores of Botany Bay lies an oil refinery where workers are free to come and go. But they are also part of an unrelenting, alienating economy from which there is no escape. In the first of his three Miles Franklin Award-winning novels, originally published in 1971, David Ireland offers a fiercely brilliant comic portrait of Australia in the grip of a dehumanising labour system. This edition of The Unknown Industrial Prisoner comes with an introduction by Peter Pierce. David Ireland was born in 1927 on a kitchen table in Lakemba in south-western Sydney. He lived in many places and worked at many jobs, including greenskeeper, factory hand, and for an extended period in an oil refinery, before he became a full-time writer. Ireland started out writing poetry and drama but then turned to fiction. His first novel, The Chantic Bird, was published in 1968. In the next decade he published five further novels, three of which won the Miles Franklin Award: The Unknown Industrial Prisoner, The Glass Canoe and A Woman of the Future. David Ireland was made a member of the Order of Australia in 1981. In 1985 he received the Australian Literature Society Gold Medal for his novel Archimedes and the Seagull. textclassics.com.au 'A harsh and remarkable work...it will leave you shaken mildly or terribly according to your life experience.' National Times 'When I think of my favourite Australian novels, two 1970s works by David Ireland are near the top of the list: The Unknown Industrial Prisoner and The Glass Canoe.' Stephen Romei
My book Poems for the Day is a compilation of Poems written at a deeply tormented time of my life. I wrote my first poems when I was on a houseboat at Smiths Creek on Hawkesbury River in N.S.W. a time that seemed to pull the Poems out of me. That was in 2007, when I wrote my first Poetry, only about six Poems in all, I have included some of them in my book for you to read. Then no more Poems until the Christmas of 2010. From Christmas 2010 through 2011, I wrote poems like Mad Woman they just poured out of me, like a waterfall, and no one was more surprised than me! A very faith filled, anxiety laced time, and at this point space doesnt permit me to go in too. Sufficient to day, writing Poetry was a very comforting pass time for me, and being a big fan and student of William Shakespeare, Poetry has always held a Special Place in my Heart right from my Grade six reader, where I discovered My Country by Dorothy McKellar. It is my hope that whoever reads my poetry will be warmed inside out of by my Poems. Poems like When someone you love is sick will help you to understand where I was coming from at a very difficult and creative time in my life. Thank you for sharing my experience, for you makes it all worthwhile!