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July 2003 book gossip

For the latest in the world of books from The Australian Women’s Weekly Books Editor, read on!

And now for something completely different…actress Shirley MacLaine who has written her share of bestsellers – six, according to Publishers Weekly – has a new book coming out called Out on a Leash: Exploring Reality and Love. Shirley is ‘co-authoring’ it with her pet terrier, Terry, with each providing insights into the other’s life.

According to USA Today, Sen. Hillary Clinton’s image has improved since the release of her blockbuster memoir. In a poll conducted after the release of Living History, more than half said they have a favourable view of the former first lady.

One of the stars at the recent BookExpo America, “the world’s largest publishing event”, was actor Buddy Ebsen, best known as Jed Clampett in The Beverly Hillbillies and TV sleuth, Barnaby Jones. His book, Kelly’s Quest, a love story about one woman’s need for love and success in a world dominated by men, has been a Los Angeles Times bestseller.

The June issue of Publishers Weekly announces that Australian children’s writer, the talented Andy Griffiths, has become a big star in the US with his book, The Day My Bum Went Psycho (“Bum” has been replaced by “Butt” in the US version), rocketing up the bestseller charts. Now his ‘Just’ series about to be published there as well.

Singer/songwriter/activist, Kris Kristofferson, is writing a memoir for Hyperion.

Barbara Taylor Bradford is suing a large Indian production company for using her Woman of Substance trilogy as the basis for a prime-time television series.

The nextshort story contest to be staged by The Australian Women’s Weekly will be launched at the opening night dinner of the Byron Bay Writers Festival on Thursday July 31. Details along with entry coupon will be published in the August issue of The Women’s Weekly. Guests at the biggest regional writing festival will include Malcom Fraser, Midnight Oil’s Rob Hirst, Nomra Khouri, Susan Mitchell, Sarah McDonald, Peter FitzSimons and local hero, David Leser, who is a regular contributor to The Australian Women’s Weekly.

According to Publishers Weekly (May issue), reports from several international news sources that recast the rescue of Jessica Lynch during the Iraqui war as a stunning case of “news management” by the Pentagon, could put HarperCollins on the defensive about its recent acquisition of a book about the mission. The reports question whether Lynch was in any real danger and whether the drama surrounding the mission was genuine.

UK entertainer, Cilla Black has just celebrated her 60th birthday and forthcoming autobiography, What’s It All About?

In the UK again, Cherie Booth, has signed up to co-write a book with Cate Haste (wife of Melvyn Bragg), which will be a social history of the changing role of the wife of the PM.

Simon & Schuster UK has bought The First Man: The Life of Neil A Armstrong, the authorised biography of the first man on the moon. Film rights have been picked up by Clint Eastwood who will produce and direct the movie version.

A book begun by Mark Twain in 1885 and finished more than a century later by US author Lee Nelson, has been released in the US. Published by The Mark Twain Foundation and the University of California Press, the book, which Twain stopped writing mid sentence after 15,000 words, is the sequel to The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.

There’s a lot of fizz surrounding next month’s publication of Shantaram, the book written by Australian, Gregory David Roberts, former heroin addict who spent 19 years in prison for a series of robberies of building societies. Shantaram is about his years spent in India after escaping from prison in 1980, where he set up a health clinic in the slums, acted in Bollywood movies and worked for the Bombay mafia. Word is that the writing is extraordinary and the book, already the subject of a hotly contested auction overseas, is being read right now by Russell Crowe.

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Extract: the guilty heart

We hope you enjoy this extract from our July Great Read, The Guilty Heart (Macmillan), by Julie Parsons.

Outside the moon hung in the black sky. From time to time dark clouds put out its brightness. Inside Nick lay on his back, his eyes open, watching the glow from the street lights pattern the ceiling. When he had woken first he hadn’t been sure where he was. He had been dreaming about home. There was no form or narrative to the dream. He could remember nothing of what had happened or not happened. But he had been there in that house that once had been his, and now as his eyes flicked around this darkened room it’s shape was unfamiliar and strange. The windows were in the wrong places. The ceiling was too low. There was no full length mirror on the wall in front of the bed. And where was Susan? In his dream he knew she had been lying curled up beside him. He could still feel her thighs pressing against his, her breasts and stomach soft against his spine, her hand holding onto his.

He lay still listening for the sounds of the world outside. What would he hear? The early morning call of a thrush or blue tit? The slow toll of first bell of the day and the hollow thump of Mrs Morrissey’s front door as she banged out of the house two doors down on her way to early morning Mass?

Somewhere out on the river a tug boat hooted. It was a low and mournful sound. He lay still waiting for an answering call, and heard it in the tone of a second boat, a note or two higher. He listened to the two boats’ voices across the river’s rippled black water. And remembered the fog horn which sounded every winter in Dublin Bay. An insistent lowing, an ugly sound. November weather. Mist in the morning and evening. Stillness and silence, blackness in the dead of night and barely any sun at all, even at midday. The fires of Halloween burning to keep the dark away. The day that Owen had gone missing. Mist in the afternoon, and a cold northerly wind. And that night and every other night of that long month of November, lying without sleep, Susan flat on her back beside him, both with their eyes open, watching the clock, listening for the phone and hearing only the sound of the fog horn, bellowing out its ugly cry, regularly, reliably, every twenty seconds. Feeling the cold on their faces, wondering, where was he? Was he hungry, thirsty, frightened, injured? Was he calling for them? Was he waiting for them to find him? Reaching out to take Susan’s hand, realising that she at last had fallen asleep, the tears wet on her pillow. Knowing that no sooner had she woken him that it would be his turn to sleep. So they would avoid yet again the words that had to be said.

*How could you?

How could you leave hi like that?

Why didn’t you check where he was?

Why didn’t you make sure that Marianne was with him?

What were you doing all afternoon, anyway?

Why don’t you tell me the truth?

Knowing the truth would end it for them.

Do you love me?

If you love me as you say you do, how could you do it?

Don’t you want me still?

You don’t, do you?*

As they lay side by side, not touching, listening to the sound of each other’s breath and the moan of the fog horn. Each one crying in turn as the hours passed by.

Now he sat up and switched on the light unable to bear any longer the images which pressed in upon his eyelids. This room took shape. Small and square. Unadorned white walls and dark wooden floor. A bed, a chair, a wardrobe. A ceiling fan that whirred slowly above. He got up and opened the bag which was lying half packed in the corner. He rummaged inside it and pulled out a large plastic wallet. He reached into it. His hands were filled with photographs. Owen’s face stared up at him, new born, cradled in his mother’s arms, his skin so perfect and untouched. He flicked through them watching as Owen grew and took shape before his eyes. Crawling, standing, taking his first tentative steps. Running, kicking a football, riding his bike, playing with his friend Luke from across the square. His first day at school. Learning to swim, on holidays in their favourite village in Crete, wearing a snorkel and a mask, standing on the edge of the swimming pool, poised to dive, while in the background Susan looked up from her book, the sunlight glancing from the lenses of her dark glasses. Always smiling, showing off the gaps in his teeth, his thick fair hair standing up on his head. A winter’s day in the garden. Snow cushioning the lawn, and Owen with Marianne and the others. Chris and Roisin and that friend of theirs, Ed, wasn’t that his name? A quiet, shy boy, with a slight stammer. And Owen pointing to the tracks in the snow, a regular line of small pawn prints, his face suffused with joy, as he points for the camera.

“Look Daddy. Look what was here last night. I saw her from the window. And I was right, you didn’t believe me, did you, you thought I was making it up, didn’t you? But she was here. The fox was here in our garden. And this proves it.”

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Q&a: Julie Parsons

Julie Parsons was born in New Zealand but has lived most of her adult life in Ireland. Her fourth book, The Guilty Heart, has been selected as the Great Read in the August issue of The Australian Women’s Weekly. It is a gripping psychological thriller and a ‘must’ for all Minette Walters and Ruth Rendell fans.

The plot: It is ten years since Owen Cassidy, eight year old son of Nick and Susan, disappeared. Their marriage has disintegrated and Nick has moved to the US to try to forget the tragedy. But wherever he goes, his conscience follows. Nick can’t forgive himself for what he was doing the day Owen disappeared, nor can he leave the mystery unsolved. Nick returns home to Ireland determined to find out what really happened.

**Q You don’t sound like you have an Irish accent at all – I thought you were very young when your family moved back from new Zealand to Ireland?

A** No, I was 12. And for some reason – I don’t know why – I never got the Irish accent. People constantly say to me ‘what do you think of the weather? And ask me how long I’ve been here and things like that.

**Q Congratulations on The Guilty Heart, it is a compulsive page-turner, I simply couldn’t stop reading it – have others reacted the same way?

A** I was in London recently doing some stuff with Macmillan and I was in a bookshop in London and one of the booksellers said to me that having enjoyed it, she gave it to her mother, who read it on the train from London to Bath and when she got to Bath, she got out and sat down at the railway station until she finished it.

**Q I imagine that The Guilty heart has been well received at home in Ireland?

A** Yes, it’s been fantastic. It’s number one on the bestsellers list in Ireland and it’s only been out a couple of weeks. Our three main daily newspapers have reviewed it and given it great reviews.

**Q You live in a place called Dun Loghaire?

A** Yes, it’s pronounced Dunleary. It’s the ferry port, so a lot of British people and holiday makers know it. If you come in a ferry from Hollyhead or Wales and if you’re coming on a driving holiday to Ireland you come to Dun Loghaire. It’s a Victorian town really, a little port about ten miles out of the city.

**Q Are you a local celebrity?

A** It’s funny, a lot of people know me – the book was reviewed in Saturday’s Irish Times, which is the paper and there was a very big photograph of me and I have been stunned…people who have never spoken to me before have been coming up to me and saying ’oh! I read about your book in the paper.’

**Q This is your fourth book, have any of the others gone to No 1 in Ireland?

A** No, they’ve been in the top five but this is the first that has gone to number one.

**Q Any thoughts on why this book has taken off?

A** I think the idea of a child disappearing is very compelling because it’s pretty much the worse thing that could ever happen. I think people are interested in the subject matter. It’s very hard to judge yourself. I’ve always tried with all my books to give them that on the edge of your seat quality, so that the reader is completely absorbed and wants to know what’s going to happen. It certainly seems that with the response I’m getting to this book, that it has worked like that. I think that must be it.

**Q Did you use the device of a missing child because it makes a compelling plot or was there some other reason?

A** It’s hard to put my finger on why, but usually when I’m writing a book by the time I’ve got to the end of it, I’ve begun to think well next, I’m going to do this. I think I found it so intriguing in a way and what I really wanted to do was to look at what can happen when a child goes missing. I didn’t immediately have a view as to what would happen. But…you know the Spanish painter Miro, they say he takes the line for a walk? In a way what I did was I took the story for a walk, and I wanted to take it to its conclusion and that was what I did.

**Q All your books have been psychological thrillers, is there a particular reason you are drawn to writing this kind of book?

A** The initial answer is ‘yes’ I did like reading them. I’ve always been a great Ruth Rendell fan. And love particularly Patricia Highsmith and P.D. James. I was very intrigued by them. I also really hate that snobby thing people have about thrillers. So when I started writing, I started going to a writers group. I was writing a book that was quite autobiographical and then I thought, this is so predictable, this is what everybody does, the first novel is about you and your family sort of thing and I thought I’d love to write something that was a complete work of fiction, and I got the idea for Mary, Mary my first book. I can’t understand how it happened, but it did and I thought ‘this is a fantastic idea, I have to write this.’

But since then I have begun to realise that…do you know the story about how my father was lost at sea? (Julie’s father, Andy Parsons, went missing at sea in the South Pacific in a marine mystery that has been likened to the Marie Celeste).

I think that in some ways on a deeper, emotional level, I have been trying to solve mysteries. It’s become very interesting to me to find out what happened. So in my own fiction I have been doing this, find out what happens in a way I can’t find out in my own life. I think there are huge echoes in all my books of the experience. In Mary, Mary there was the theme of the absent father which I wasn’t really conscious of until after I finished writing it and obviously, loss is a huge part of The Guilty Heart. It doesn’t surprise me now that I’m so interested in solving these mysteries, working out what is it that has happened and where the person has gone. How did it all happen? I think that ties in very much with my own experience.

**Q How old were you when your father went missing in 1955.

A** I was four, I was born in 1951.It’s my birthday in May and I will be fifty-two!

**Q Do you have any memory of the tragedy?

A** I don’t remember the day it happened. But I remember, when my mother realised my father wasn’t going to come back – it took a while to find the boat – the only thing she could do was take us back from western Samoa, where we were living at the time, to New Zealand. She sent my sister and brother, who were older, back by themselves. And took me with my little brother with her and all her belongings. I remember the trip back because there was a cyclone and a terrible storm, and I remember sitting in the cabin and my brother, who was 2, on his potty, sliding across the room. From one side to the other.

I remember a really strange sense of wonder. And occasionally the front door would open and you’d think ‘oh,it must be Daddy.’ Or you’d hear footsteps and you’d think ‘oh, Daddy’s coming back.’ I’d be coming home from school and I’d think, ‘Daddy will be there.’ But remember in those days people didn’t talk about things very much. If it happened now, there’d be an army of counsellors and therapists on your doorstep. In the fifties it was almost bad manners and you were expected to get on with your life. And that’s what my mother did. She was very brave. She survived it all and kept on going and it was just accepted that that was the way things were.

**Q How did you go from Ireland to New Zealand and then Samoa?

A** My parents emigrated from Ireland in 1947 after the war. My father was in the British army and was decorated and my mother was in the WRNS. Ireland then like the rest of Europe was a pretty miserable place. And they decided to leave and went to New Zealand. He worked as a doctor just outside Auckland and then he decided to go to Samoa to work in the hospital there and I think he thought it would be a further adventure to go off to this little island. So they went to Samoa and he was working for the government which was why he went on this boat to go to another island and why everything happened that happened.

**Q The disappearance of the boat, the Joyita, remains an unsolved mystery?

A** It does, completely. The boat was found but there was nobody on it. There’s never been a conclusive understanding of what actually happened. I think there were 25 people on the boat and there were children, a 10 and a 12 year old, islanders, so it was a tragedy that spread across the Pacific in many ways . Lots of people’s lives were touched by what happened.

**Q No trace of either the cargo and of anyone on board was ever found?

A** No, I presume that they unfortunately disappeared in the South Pacific which is really such a huge expanse of water that they were probably never going to be found.

**Q You were 12 years before your mother decided to return to Ireland?

A** She had to wait until my father was presumed dead because there was no body and in those days my father owned the house and the bank account and everything else, so she couldn’t sell the house until he was legally dead, so she had to wait for seven years. She went the High Court and they had him declared presumed dead and she decided to bring us all back over here.

**Q Going on the list of jobs you’ve held, it’s been a long and winding road to becoming a full time writer

A** Yes(laughing), it has.

**Q Was the desire to write always there?

A** Yes I was one of those kids who reads all the time and because I grew up in the days before television, I was a head in the book kind of kid. I always thought I was going to write a book and time passed and I didn’t. The older you get, your confidence drains away. You stand in the local bookshop and look at the bestsellers and think the world doesn’t need another writer and it certainly doesn’t need a mediocre writer. This isn’t going to happen to me. I had various stabs at writing short stories that didn’t work. I’m not good at them and eventually, urged on by a good friend I started going to a writer’s group. And that was the catalyst for me, it was fantastic.

I got a contract for Mary, Mary on the basis of a synopsis and three chapters. I got this great idea, going into work one day,. When I got to work I immediately jotted it down. And then I just thought, ‘this is good.’ So worked out the plot and wrote it in synopsis form and then wrote the three chapters and sent it to a local Irish publisher. I remember I wrote in my diary ‘sent stuff,’ thinking ‘give her a month.’ She phoned the next day and said I just read what you sent me and the hairs on the back of my neck are standing up. Send me some more and if I like it I’ll send you a contract. And that was what happened. I mean the money was – it was like 3000 Irish pounds but I decided to take leave of absence from my job to write it. I was working as a television producer at the time, on a show called Check Up. It was a human interest show and we’d pick an illness of the week. But I knew I couldn’t write and work. So I got an unpaid leave of absence and my husband said, ‘do whatever you have to do.’ So I came home and got on with it and six months later, it was done.

**Q You must have been excited to get that response from a publisher?

A** I was, I couldn’t believe it . I was totally bowled over. You never really know – you think its great and you give it to a couple of other people to read and they say that’s very good, but you don’t really know. I was delighted, then when I finished it and my Irish publisher took it to Macmillan. They said they were going to take it to the Frankfurt Book Fair and sell the translation rights. I was completely astounded – couldn’t believe it. But they did. Mary, Mary was published in 17 countries.

**Q I loved your last book, Eager To Please, have the film rights been snapped up?

A** It has. It was optioned by an American production company and in fact they are just renewing for a third time. The script has been written and I’m expecting it to arrive in the post any minute. And Mary, Mary has been optioned as well for a TV series and the script has been written by the same people who wrote Ballykiss Angels.

**Q Outside of writing, your list of jobs included artist’s model – why does that always sound scandalous?

A** Well…you do stand up in front of people and take your clothes off. Initially when I started doing it, there was a sense of bravado. I could have got a job as a waitress, but I thought ‘oh, what the hell?’ I did it off and on for a quite a few years. In Dublin. And I lived in New Orleans for a year which was why I decided to set the beginning of The Guilty heart there. And I actually modelled at the art college where Nick does his classes so I know that place.

**Q Was there was particular reason why you chose to tell the story through Nick?

A** I wanted to see if I could do it. I was conscious that in the other books, the main characters had always been a woman. And I thought this would be interesting. But I wanted to look at the relationship between a father and child and I think that often fathers are dismissed in the parenting process, so I wanted to see what that would be like and see it from his point of view and make him a real father.

**Q I found Nick very believable – including his slinking off to have the affair?

A** The review in the IrishTimes said it was not a nice book but it was a good book. And of Nick, well he’s not a good person but a nice person. I was interested in Nick’s insertion into women’s society. Him being the one taking Owen to school and being a part of that Mum environment, I was intrigued by that…

**Q And the temptation that lurked there for a man like Nick in that situation?

A** Absolutely. The women would spoil him and make a fuss of him and there was a a sense that they had to be extra nice to him because ‘isn’t he lovely?’

**Q I also thought The Guilty Heart was about the impact of a tragedy on a marriage?

A** I did quite a lot of research about subject and one of the things people always say is that couples grieve differently and grieve at different times. The husband might be having a bad day and the wife might feel like she’s coping and can get on with it and doesn’t want to get dragged back into it. And then the next day she could be feeling totally unable to move. And he’s thinking I have to get on with my life. This is one of the things that is a real problem for people in that situation. That they go through their stages of grieving at a different pace. And in a different way and that’s what makes it really difficult because they can’t always be there for each other. They want to, but because they have to look after themselves as well they can’t be absorbed by their partner’s grief and their way of coping. Apparently people in situations like this do divorce and separate very frequently.

**Q The irony or perhaps tragedy of The Guilty Heart is that they were devoted, loving parents, yet they were still blind to some things that were going on in their child’s life?

A** Yes, I think that happens a lot. There is a level of understanding the way children express themselves that adults don’t get in some ways. They just don’t hear it. So although they do love Owen very much and he is the centre of their life, they really haven’t a clue what’s going on. Later they say they can see the signs, but at the time, they don’t get it at all.

**Q Do you have children?

A** Yes. Harriet, my 27 year old daughter and two step-children. Sara 32 and Paul 27.

**Q So you know that awful feeling of having a child disappear if only for a second?

A** I remember when Harriet was about 3 we went shopping in Dublin and there’s a street called Moore St., a market street, and we were walking along and I turned around and she was gone and I remember, I was rushing up and down and I ran up to a policeman and said ‘my daughter’s gone! I can’t find her!’ And we started back and I was calling and there she was, sitting on a footpath eating an apple, quite happily. And it was that terrible feeling you can’t make a fuss about it, but inside you’re terrified – those very conflicting emotions. But it always stuck with me that terrible moment when I couldn’t see her anywhere.

**Q People compare you to Minette Walters and Ruth Rendell, how do you feel about that?

A** I think it’s a huge compliment, I don’t mind at all. I think it’s great when people think you can aspire to being like people who are very, very successful and highly regarded.

**Q Your birth sign?

A** Taurus

**Q Favourite writer?

A** I love Nadine Gordimer. I’ve read all her books and go back and re-read her books periodically. And the other writer I love is Jane Austen. I think I read Pride and Prejudice every year, at some stage.

**Q How long have you been married?

A** Only for a year but John and I have been together for 17 years.

**Q Why get married after all that time?

A** For a long time divorce wasn’t legal in Ireland, not until about five years ago and John was married before so it wasn’t that straightforward but then he got a divorce. We waited a bit, it’s interesting when the divorce laws came in the general view was that there would be a rush for people to marry but that’s not what happened. People took a while. I think they weren’t quite sure it had happened and they waited…

**Q What work does your husband, John, do?

A** He’s a media consultant. Does a lot of training work. He’s an ex-radio producer.

**Q Do you still feel influence by your time spent in New Zealand?

A** I do – very, very much. I went back in 1999 for the first time since we left and it was an incredibly emotional experience. There was such an enormous contrast between NZ and Ireland. In the 1950’s NZ was a very open, secular society and Ireland in the fifties was completely closed, totally dominated by the Catholic Church and very poor. I always think of it as NZ was technicolour and Ireland was black and white. And it was a huge shock. Because our mother had always brought us up to think of ourselves as Irish. When we got here we realised that we weren’t at all. We didn’t speak like anyone else, or look like anyone else. We were used to running around barefoot in summer in our shorts and bathing suits. Which wasn’t really the Irish way, so I think I still have that big contrast. But I think really the biggest effect that living in NZ had for me was it made me very, very conscious of my senses. I grew up in this beautiful village by the sea. Much of our life was spent outside and I have this really strong sense of the feeling of the sun on my back. We’d be in and out of the sea all summer and you’d lick your arm and taste the salt. The feeling of the sand between your toes and that sort of thing. So when I’m writing, I try to get that strong, visceral sense and I try to put it into the writing because I really want people to physically experience what’s happening. And I think in many ways in my writing as been the big effect. I hope that the reader is drawn into the story and not just at an intellectual level, but at an emotional and sensual level too.

**Q Is your husband the first person to read your manuscript?

A** I still go to the writer’s group, so I read to them. But he is the first person who reads the whole thing. He’s very good. He will sit down for two days and read and it’s terrible, because I keep on looking at him and he’s very inscrutable, doesn’t give anything away and I go crazy and the worse thing is when he’s reading it in bed! And he has a pencil in his hand. And oh, I’m nearly dying! But his criticisms are always very valid. He usually says it’s absolutely fantastic but I think you need to look at this, this and this. And I go off and do that.

**Q You’re writing full time now?

A** Yes. When I got the commitment from Macmillan that they wanted to publish two more books, they gave me enough money so that I could give up work and I’ve never regretted it for a single minute.

**Q You’re very contented with your life and writing full-time?

A** Yes, I love it. You have days when you’re in despair and you think ‘I can’t do this!’ But no, I have realised that I like being on my own. I have a certain hermit quality, so I enjoy the process of sitting down by myself and doing it all by myself. When I was a TV producer it was so difficult having to have so many other people involved in everything you did. This way, you never have to go to the props department.

**Q Describe where you live?

A** In a terrace house, one of six built in 1803. They are among some of the oldest houses in Dun Loghaire. It’s a late Georgian house and I live just up from the harbour. Dun Loghaire is an old fashioned port with two long piers. The east Pier has the bandstand and respectable people there. The west Pier near me is where people walk their dogs and it’s much more wild and natural and it’s where I walk. It’s a small town, everyone knows everyone else. It’s lovely. My mother grew up here, a quarter of mile from where I live. My Grandfather was the Canon of the mariner’s Church, he was a Church of Ireland clergyman. When I was a child in NZ , every night my mother would tell us stories about when she was a little girl and so Dun Loghaire was almost a kind of magical place for me. So I’m really pleased I live here.

**Q Pets?

A** I have two cats, Oliver and Nelly. And they’re half brother and sister. Nelly is the eldest and an incredibly fierce hunter. Oliver, who is very beautiful is a neutered Tom. We have a house on an island, West Cork which is in the south west of the country and we go down there in the summer and we take the cats, which is great. Nelly loves it because she goes out and hunts. But Oliver gets quite nervous. I told the vet about it and he said ‘well, neutered Toms tend to introspection (laughing).’ And it’s an absolutely perfect description of Oliver. He looks worried. It’s a sort of pained expression.

**Q Outside of work, one of your interests is going to the island?

A** Yes, it’s called Sherkin Island. And we sail. My husband is a very keen sailor and he’s very interested in traditional boats, a kind of 19th century rig. And there’s quite a movement here to restore a lot of the Irish traditional boats which would have been fishing boats. So we sail a lot.

**Q Given your family history, aren’t you frightened of sailing?

A** I am and I’m not. I like the sea but I’m not mad about going outside of the sight of land. Sometimes I go out and I suddenly get the sense that there’s a big depth below me. I’m a fair weather sailor. I am fascinated by the sea. One of the things living near it, is that it’s always different. Every time I look at it I see something new. It’s always changing and I think that’s inspiring. It’s also very restful.

**Q It sounds like life has worked out very well for you?

A** It has – I have to touch wood. As I’m sitting here I’m touching my desk. I think one of the long lasting effects of having something happen to you, like what happened with my father where your life is transformed, is that there’s always a sense that it’s great today but be careful about tomorrow. It might not always be like this so don’t take anything for granted.

I do think I’m very lucky. There’s a lot of luck involved in publishing. There’s a lot of luck producing a book that someone wants at the right time.

So I think I am lucky. John says ‘don’t be ridiculous you’re very talented.’ And obviously (laughing), yes, I do have talent, but I’m modest enough I think, to know, that there are other people who are equally talented but just haven’t had the breaks I’ve had.

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Candle meditation

Try a Candle Meditation.

Gazing into a candle flame is a simple, effective way of quieting thoughts and focusing your mind.

  • Sit quietly at a table, and place a candle in a holder in front of you. Light it.

  • Look steadily at the candle, and take five deep breaths, one after the other. While you are doing so, look straight at the flame – note its colour, the shape, how it moves and flickers. Then gently close your eyes.

  • With your eyes closed, keep the image of the candle flame in your mind’s eye, still breathing in and out, and so releasing tension.

Colour therapists say you should choose colours to enhance your mood:

Pink Candle: if you’re seeking love

Orange Candle: if you want to get in the mood for a celebration

Yellow Candle: to encourage conversation

Green Candle: to restore harmony

Blue Candle: if you’re tense and need to calm down

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Video games for ADD

Video Games for Attention Deficit Disorder.

A new kind of video game, one with EEG (brain wave) biofeedback, is being used by psychologists to treat attention deficit disorder (ADD), a condition characterised by hyperactivity and poor concentration.

Patients have an electrode attached to their scalp, which is then connected with the computer; they play the game by using their brain waves only, not their hands. The longer they can stay focused, the more points they earn, which teaches them to control their own brain waves.

Although this work is only at a very early stage, results have been promising. In one study at Canada’s ADD Centre in Toronto, over 80 per cent of patients were able to discontinue their medications after just five months.

For more information, visit the Biofeedback Certification Institute of America, at www.bcia.org.

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Headache busters

From The Australian Women’s Weekly Home Library Series, Headaches: Relief at Last, A$12.95. Buy the book here.

A headache is a fact of life for countless people every day, but that doesn’t mean that it need be endured in silence. This up-to-date guide explains the causes of most common problems, from tension headaches to migraines, and provides practical answers on how you can set yourself free of headache pain.

A headache is a fact of life for countless people everyday, but that doesn’t mean that it need be endured in silence. Quick stress-busters 1. Sit with your arms held loosely at your sides and with hands resting limply in your lap. Both feet should be flat on the floor. Now breathe in through your nose for a count of five. Hold your breath for three counts, then exhale slowly through your mouth for five counts. Repeat three times. 2. Sitting in the same position, raise your left shoulder to meet your left ear, tensing all the muscles, letting the arm flop down. Repeat with the right arm. Perform this exercise three times, raising both shoulders, then repeat another three times, raising both shoulders together. 3. Position as before. Keeping your shoulders and neck relaxed, screw your face up as tightly as possible – frowning, tightening the jaw and screwing up the eyes. Hold this position for five counts, then relax. Repeat five times. 4. Position as before, remembering to keep your shoulders and neck relaxed. Slowly, turn your head to the right and hold for five counts, then turn it to the left and hold for five counts. Repeat this exercise five times. 5. Finally, stand up and gently relax your arm and neck muscles and have a good stretch before continuing your work.

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Simple knitted scarf

Keen to get knitting, but not sure how? For those of you who have just picked up your knitting needles for the first time, here is a simple scarf for you to try.

Learn how to Cast on and off, knit and purl with these knitting step-by-steps

Materials

Patons Feathers: 2 balls; Patons Totem 8ply: 1 ball; Patons Ostrich: 1 ball; Patons Loopy Mohair: 2 balls. One pair 5.00mm (No 6) knitting needles or size needed to give correct tension.

Measurements

Length (approx): 100cm; width (approx): 18cm.

Note: Use only the yarns specified for this garment. Other yarns may give unsatisfactory results. Quantities are approximate as they vary between knitters.

Abbreviations

Stocking st: one row knit, one row purl.

Tension

17 sts to 10 cm over stocking st, using 5.00mm needles and Feathers yarn.

SCARF

Using 5.00mm needles and Feathers, cast on 32sts.

Beg patt

Using Feathers, work 8 rows stocking st.

Using Totem, knit 2 rows garter st.

Using Ostrich, work 2 rows stocking st.

Using Totem, knit 2 rows garter st.

Using Feathers, work 4 rows stocking st.

Using Totem, knit 2 rows garter st.

Using Loopy Mohair, work 4 rows stocking st.

Using Ostrich, work 2 rows stocking st.

Using Loopy Mohair, work 4 rows stocking st.

Using Totem, knit 2 rows garter st.

Using Feathers, work 4 rows stocking st.

Using Totem, knit 2 rows garter st.

Using Feathers, work 4 rows stocking st.

Using Ostrich, knit 2 rows stocking st.

Using Totem, work 2 rows garter st.

Using Loopy Mohair, work 4 rows stocking st.

Using Totem, knit 2 rows garter st.

Using Feathers, work 4 rows stocking st.

Using Loopy Mohair, work 2 rows stocking st.

Using Ostrich, work 2 rows stocking st.

Using Totem, knit 2 rows garter st.

Last 62 rows form pattern repeat.

Rep last 62 rows 5 times (6 times in all).

Using Feathers, work 8 rows stocking st.

Cast off loosely.

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Toddler’s poncho

This gorgeous toddler’s poncho is perfect for winter. Sizes given are from 18 months to three years.

Materials

Cleckheaton Gusto 10: 3 (4, 4) balls. One pair 10.00mm knitting needles or the required size to give correct tension. Two stitch holders. One 7.00 crochet hook. Knitter’s needle, for sewing seams.

Measurements

18 (2, 3) months/years. Actual measurement (from cuff to cuff): 72

(75, 78)cm. Length: 30 (31, 32)cm.

Abbreviations

beg: beginning; cm: centimetres; dc: double crochet; K: knit; P: purl; psso: pass slipped st over; rem: remain/ing; Stocking st: one row knit, one row purl; st/s: stitch/es; tog: together.

Tension

This garment has been designed at a tension of 9 sts and 13 rows to 10cm over stocking st, using 10.00mm needles.

BACK

Using 10.00mm needles, cast on 19 (21, 23) sts.

Next row. Knit.

Next row.Cast on 4 sts, purl to end.

Next row. Cast on 4 sts, knit to end … 27 (29, 31) sts.

Rep last 2 rows 0 (1, 2) time/s … 27 (37, 47) sts.

Next row. Cast on 3 sts, purl to end.

Next row. Cast on 3 sts, knit to end … 33 (43, 53) sts.

Rep last 2 rows 3 (2, 1) time/s … 51 (55, 59) sts.

Purl 1 row.

Beg shaping. If making for Size 18 months proceed as follows:

1st row. K23, sl 1, K1, psso, K1, K2tog, K23 … 49 sts.

2nd row. Purl.

3rd row. K2tog, knit to last 2 sts K2tog … 47 sts.

4th row. Purl.

5th row. K21, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K21 … 45 sts.

Work 3 rows stocking st, beg with a purl row.

9th row. K2tog, K18, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K18, K2tog …41 sts.

Work 3 rows stocking st, beg with a purl row.

13th row. K18, sl 1, K1, psso, K1, K2tog, K18 … 39 sts.

14th, 16th, 18th rows. Purl.

15th row. As 3rd row … 37 sts.

17th row. K16, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K16 … 35 sts.

19th row. As 3rd row … 33 sts.

20th row. P2tog, purl to last 2 sts P2tog … 31 sts.

21st row. K2tog, K11, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K11, K2tog … 27 sts.

22nd row. P2tog, purl to last 2 sts, P2tog … 25 sts.

23rd row. K1tog, K8, sl 1, K1, psso, K1, K2tog, K8, K2tog … 21 sts.

24th row. As 20th row … 19 sts.

Shape shoulders.

Cast off 4 sts at beg for next 2 rows.

Leave rem 11 sts on a stitch holder.

If making for Size 2 years proceed as follows:

1st row. K25, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K25 … 53 sts.

2nd, 4th, 6th, 8th, 10th, 12th, 14th, 16th, 18th, 20th and 22nd rows. Purl.

3rd row. K2tog, knit to last 2 sts K2tog … 51 sts

5th row. K23, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K23 … 49 sts.

7th row. As 3rd row … 47 sts.

9th row. K21, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K21 … 45 sts.

11th row. As 3rd row … 43 sts.

13th row. K19, sl 1, K1 psso, K1, K2tog, K19 … 41 sts.

15th row. As 3rd row … 39 sts.

17th row. K17, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K17 … 37 sts.

19th row. As 3rd row … 35 sts.

21st row. K15, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K15 … 33 sts.

23rd row. K2tog, K12, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K12, K2tog … 29 sts.

24th row. K15, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K15 … 27 sts.

25th row. K2tog, K9, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K9, K2tog … 23 sts.

26th row. As 24th row … 21 sts.

Shape shoulders.

Cast off 4 sts at beg for next 2 rows.

Leave rem 13 sts on a stitch holder.

If making for Size 3 years proceed as follows:

1st row. K27, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K27 … 57 sts.

2nd, 4th, 6th, 8th, 10th, 12th, 14th, 16th, 18th, 20th and 2nnd rows. Purl.

3rd row. K2tog, knit to last 2 sts K2tog … 55 sts.

5th row. K25, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K25 … 53 sts.

7th row. As 3rd row … 51 sts.

9th row. K23, sl 1, K1, psso K1, k2tog, K23 … 49 sts.

11th row. As 3rd row … 47 sts.

13th row. K21, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K21 … 45 sts.

15th row. As 3rd row … 43 sts.

17th row. K19, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K19 … 41 sts.

19th row. As 3rd row … 39 sts.

21st row. K17, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K17 … 37 sts.

23rd row. As 3rd row … 35 sts.

24th row. P2tog, purl to last 2 sts, P2tog … 33 sts.

25th row. K2tog, K12, sl 1, K1, psso K1, K2tog, K12, K2tog … 29 sts.

26th row. As 24th row … 27 sts.

27th row. As 3rd row … 25 sts.

28th row. As 24th row … 23 sts.

Shape shoulders. Cast off 4 sts at beg of next 2 rows.

Leave rem 15 sts on a stitch holder.

FRONT

Work as given for Back to 18th (18th, 20th) row of shaping … 35 (37, 41)sts.

Shape neck. Next row. (K2tog) 1 (1, 0) time/s, K13 (14, 17), turn.

Cont on these 14 (15, 17) sts, dec one st at armhole edge in next (4th, 2nd) then every row 4 (3, 5) time/s [5 (4, 6) times in all], AT SAME TIME dec one st at neck edge in every row 7 (7, 7) times in all … 4sts.

Shape shoulder.

Cast off rem 4 sts.

Slip next 5 (5, 7) sts onto a stitch holder and leave. With right side facing, join yarn to rem 15 16, 17) sts, knit to last 2 2, 0) sts, K2tog … 14 (15, 17) sts.

Rep from to .

Work 1 row.

Shape shoulder.

Work as given for other shoulder shaping.

NECKBAND

Join right side and shoulder seam. With right side facing and using 10.00mm needles, knit up 27 (33, 35) sts evenly around neck edge including sts from stitch holders.

1st row. Knit.

2nd row. Purl.

3rd row. Knit.

Cast off purlways.

POCKET

Using 10.00mm needles, cast on 11 sts.

1st row. K1, P1, K1, rep from to end.

Last row forms Moss Stitch patt for pocket.

Cont in pat inc one st at each end of alt rows until there are 19 sts.

Cast off in patt.

EDGING

Using 7.00mm hook work 1 round dc evenly around lower edge of garment, inc and dec where necessary to keep work flat.

TO MAKE UP

Join left side and shoulder seam. Sew on pocket as illustrated.

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Henry’s daughter

Exclusive extract from the June Great Read, Henry’s Daughter (Macmillan $30) by Joy Dettman.

Bloody solicitor. Mavis always says that they are thieves, and this one is a roast potato thief. She watches him pick up his fork, stab her potato, cut her potato, tuck it underneath his moustache. And she hopes he chokes on it, hopes it burns all the way down to his ferret belly. She eats her beans while counting potatoes and bits of chicken, working out exactly what bits are not on this table.

Mavis hasn’t got a lot of food on her plate, only a quarter of a potato, a small piece of chicken breast and beans, no pumpkin, no cabbage. She won’t eat vegetables. She’s already told Eva that the doctor said her weight is glandular so she has to prove it by not eating too much. There are three pieces of potato missing, and a whole chicken thigh and drumstick. They’ll be on a plate in the fridge, all covered with foil and ready to go back in the oven to get heated up as soon as Eva has gone.

‘Is there nothing the doctors can do for you, darling?’ Eva says, taken in by what is on Mavis’s plate.

‘Not a thing, dear,’ Watch it. Mavis is getting plain sick of hearing that fake ‘darling.’

Lori glances from sister to sister as she makes a puddle out of her cabbage, pumpkin and gravy then swallows the ness down fast. The meat goes down next; she saves the potato for last because she loves roast potato, loves it next best to crisp chips from the takeaway, loves it, loves it, and hates the solicitor, who is staring glassy-eyed at Mavis, like he’s never seen anyone as big as her. No-one has, except on television, and so what? That’s her funeral. And it might be soon if she doesn’t lose some weight, or that’s what the doctor said after Matty got born.

‘Have you seen a doctor recently, darling?’ Eva asks.

‘I’ve got a two-week-old baby, dear.’ There’s that ‘dear’ again. ‘What did he say?’

‘He can’t talk yet. As you know, my kids are all smart but they’re not that smart.’ She’s winding up. You can tell by her eyes. They are getting that excited look.

‘He said that her heart will give out, that she’ll be dead before she’s forty.’ Martin says.

‘Unless she has her stomach clamped,’ Lori adds, mouth full. Martin nudges her. She elbows him back. They are elbow to elbow, sharing the outdoor stool from the verandah.

Mavis’s eyes narrow; she places a sliver of chicken in her mouth and her throat muscles try to get it, toss it down but she forces herself to chew, keep chewing. ‘It’s a genetic condition, passed down the male line – as you well know, dear.’

Eva looks down at her plate, cuts a lump of potato and puts it in her mouth. It’s scaling hot and she can’t spit it out onto her plate, which Henry says is bad manners, so she swallows it, gasps, swallows hard again, helps herself to a slice of bread, eats it dry, breathes deeply, letting in some air which is almost as hot as the potato. At least that changed the subject away from stapled stomachs. The doctor also said tubes tied, and Valium tablets for sleeplessness, because Henry dobbed. He told about how Mavis does most of her eating at night.

The plates are emptied fast, except Eva’s plate. It’s still half full, and that’s wasted chicken, and wasted potato. Then Henry puts a supermarket apple pie on the table, with one candle stuck in its middle, and everyone sings ‘Happy Birthday’ – except the twins. They look at each other, cover their mouths and start laughing. Eva tries to hush them with her eyes and when she can’t, she takes two envelopes from her purse, hands one each to the boys. They hand them to Lori, but the little mongrels are still laughing.

She doesn’t even say ‘Ta,’ just gives those two a dirty look. Maybe those envelopes have got money in them, not just cards, and she’d like to open them and look but she’s not going to give those laughing little mongrels the satisfaction of seeing her accept their money.

Anyway, Henry is cutting the pie into wedges, then cutting a second one, serving it with ice-cream. Nelly from over the road always has ice-cream in the freezer and cones in her cupboard, but Mavis can polish off four litres while she watches Play School, so Henry only every buys it when he’s going to serve it all out. He doesn’t even leave a lick for later and Mavis’s big eyes threaten to murder him because he’s only given her a tiny wedge of pie and a baby dollop of ice-cream.

Lori eats her giant serve slow, dripping from the outside, working in, licking the spoon clean between each dipping while she watches Mavis sling her serve down; she can’t pretend to chew ice-cream.

Tea is poured into a mess of cups and mugs. Martin passes Eva a chipped cup, notices the chip, snatches it back and replaces it with an unchipped mug. He hands the chipped cup to the solicitor, who sees chip, thinks germs, turns the cup, holds it in his left hand and drinks from the unchipped side. Alice pushes her chair back, lights a cigarette just to keep Mavis company, then she’s puffing smoke and drinking tea, not caring about the crack in her mug one bit, due to her being used to biting heads off dead rats.

The ferret glances at Eva. He’s in shock, shocked silent. It’s plain obvious he just wants to get those papers signed and get the hell out of this place. Henry offers him more tea. No, thank you. He eases his chair back. Eva glances at her watch. That solicitor is probably charging her by the hour. ‘Well, goodness me. Just look at the time, ‘ she says. ‘If you could get the papers out now, Mr Watts.’

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Q&a: Joy Dettman

Joy Dettman, author of Henry’s Daughter (Pan Macmillan) the Great Read in the July issue of The Australian Women’s Weekly. Part family saga, part darkly funny fairy-tale that has everything – tragedy, a gorgeous, dusty Australian country town setting, audaciousness, power, life, secrets, heart and one of fiction’s most wicked mothers, although by the end, you understand and forgive her. A magnificent accomplishment by a very gifted Australian writer, whose previous books include Mallawindy and Jacaranda Blue.

**Q I haven’t read any of your other books, but you seem drawn to family dramas set in the country?

A** I have four children and until 1998, when required to state my occupation I normally wrote wife and mother – so that’s my experience. And obviously I draw from families. Although mine wasn’t quite as sad as Henry’s.

**Q Henry’s is an outrageously dysfunctional family isn’t it?

A** Yes I really let my head go there. It’s the greatest fun I’ve had writing a book and I really enjoyed writing this one.

**Q Even though Mavis is a shocking mother, she somehow doesn’t depress you?

A** She evolved and became as bad as I required her to be and perhaps I pulled back from letting her go a bit over the top. I start off with an idea and the characters evolve from there.

**Q Was it the idea of a flawed mother that you started with?

A** It began with the children I think and we required a particular type of father so I decided to strike him out of balance with Mavis. I find the characters, put a bit of thought about what they’re going to be like before I begin, and so I have an idea of them in my head before I put them on paper and I know where they’re going. I always know where I’m heading so it’s just a case of letting them run amok until I get there.

**Q The story’s told through the eyes of Lori an adolescent who looks after the family when everything goes wrong – do you think this often happens in real life?

A** I definitely do, I think that a lot of children with dysfunctional parents can and do step in and fill that void.

**Q I loved the twins in the book – do you have any in your family?

A** No, but I lean towards twins, they’ve always intrigued me, especially identical twins. I knew a pair at school and it amazed me, I could never tell them apart. I became a little obsessed with them, I think.

**Q Do twins feature in any of your other books?

A** Yes, in Mallawindy.

**Q I’ve read that a creative writing course you did turned things around for you?

A** Oh, this creative writing course has been blown out of all proportion. What really happened is this: My husband and I inherited his family’s home in Echuca. And we decided we’d go up there for 12 months and renovate the old place before selling it so we commuted for that year. While I was up there I found all these old newspapers underneath the lino of the laundry. It took me back years and years and I remembered bits and pieces I’d read in them. Mallawindy came out of that. I wrote it very, very quickly. The very rough first draft took me about seven weeks. I was a closet writer and my younger sister was the only one who’d always read what I wrote. She read Mallawindy and was very positive about it. ‘Write it again,’ she said. But nothing I’d ever done had had a second draft. Anyhow, we returned to Echuca and fate stepped in. There was a writers workshop on so I decided I’d go along and I read some of my work for the very first time to strangers. That’s about the only impact that creative writing course had on my life. It clawed me out of the closet. O got a very good response so I thought I’d do a second draft and I did a third and I probably did a sixth too. It w as written initially in 1989 and it took 10 years until 1998 before it was published.

**Q So it became an obsession?

A** Yes, a huge obsession.

**Q Did the murder mystery of Mallawindy come from a case you read in the old newspapers?

A** There were probably lots of murders – they were the stories I concentrated on. There always seems to be a child in my writing. I don’t know why. Spent too much time with kids perhaps.

**Q You grew up and were born in Echuca?

A** Yes it’s a very go-ahead place these days. Every time I go there, there’s some new building going on. Spent half my childhood swimming back and across that river (Murray).

**Q The town in Henry’s Daughter is a river town, so there are echoes of Echuca?

A** All my towns are fictional but obviously rivers have played a huge part in my life. I suppose I visualise the Murray, I don’t know.

**Q What was your childhood like there.

A** Very average. I’m one of seven so I come from a big family and lived in a couple of country towns when I was a child. Dad was a bit of a Jack of all trades, he tried everything, I remember(laughing) he was burning charcoal and he had God knows how many of these great kilns making charcoal for some company in Melbourne. He’d come home(laughing) black. My Mum was just a typical Mum for those days – stayed at home. She was always there when we came home from school and was a great pastry and cake cook. But she used to make the most tasteless gravy I ever had(laughing)!

**Q And you had a fun childhood?

A** When you‘ve got that many brothers and sisters you run pretty much wild. We had about 5 acres out of town. And walked to school each day. But we had total freedom, only came home to eat and sleep. We chased butterflies and went yabbying.

**Q Sounds idyllic.

A** When you look back on it, yes, it’s a freedom that kids can’t possibly know these days. Dad was just a working man, so we weren’t rich and I wore my hand-me-downs from my two big sisters and rarely got a new dress. But it was a good life.

**Q Where did you come in the family.

A** I’m the middle man. I often used to describe it as the middle position in the family because you’re never big enough to be of much use in the kitchen and you’re too big to be under foot. I headed very early for fiction. I lived in books.

**Q So that was a start of your love of reading and writing?

A** I wrote my first collection of fairytales when I was around about 10 years old for my little sister. She moved into my bedroom when she was about 3 years old and every night she wanted the passage light left on and I wanted it turned off. If I crept out and put it off, even if she was asleep, she would wake up and scream. So I’d cop a bellow from across the passage. I began to bribe her. ‘You let me turn the light out and I’ll tell you a story.’ She became selective and an insomniac. They were the seeds of it all and that’s why she’s read absolutely everything I’ve ever written.

**Q So your sister is the first person to read your manuscripts?

A** Yes she’s very honest. I dedicated my first novel to Cheryl. She LOVED Henry’s Daughter. She and my daughters now are my early readers. And they all loved it, I felt quite good about it.

**Q It’s a very moving story, disturbing in parts but there’s a tremendous spirit that runs through it?

A** Yes, it’s not what you’d call a black tale even though some of the happenings in it are extremely dark. I think the children treat things rather lightly or give the impression they do.

**Q Would you call it a family saga?

A** I told my sister I was writing my black comedy – it’s certainly not a comedy but I’ve attempted to add a little bit of darker humorous lines along the way.

**Q You have four children – can I have their names and ages?

A** I’m not giving their ages.

**Q And I have to ask about your age as well?

A** You’re not going to get it out of me. Sorry. I’m old enough to have four children in their thirties. I met Don when I was 17 and married him when I was 19. My first daughter was born before my 21st birthday. I was 25 when I had my third and we adopted our boy because two of our children were born deaf, and we had moved to Melbourne by then from the country and we wanted a son, so we adopted our Ross. So there’s Donna, Shani, Karli and Ross.

**Q Are you a grandmother yet?

A** I have five and three quarters. My first two daughters have two each and my youngest daughter is expecting her second in late May.

**Q You’ve not had it easy as a parent with two children born deaf?

A** No, I suppose there’s a decade in my life I look back on and it’s a blur. I don’t look back on it very often and they’ve both done extremely well and they’re both oral.

**Q That means that you and your husband helped them realise their potential and saw to it that they had opportunities?

A** We attempted to teach them that there was nothing in the world they couldn’t do.

**Q Were doctors ever able to explain why it happened?

A** They were never able to give us an answer only that it must be genetic and the fact that we had two, meant we had to assume somewhere in the distant past there must have been deafness in the family. But we really have no idea. Q You married young, what were you doing at 17 when you met your husband?

A Selling men’s clothing in a big emporium in Echuca called Carters. It’s still there I think, one of the sons runs the place.

**Q What does your husband Don, do for a living?

A** Don has retired, before that he was with the RACV for 20 years on the technical side. He’s very helpful when I’m writing about cars.

**Q Describe your home office?

A** I have a narrow pathway leading to my computer through this incredible chaos and I dare not clean it up and toss anything out because I invariably toss out something that I am going to look for later. Till it turns yellow and starts to curl at the toes. It’s a black hole – I don’t ever open up the blinds in there because the light shines on my computer and I like dark holes.

**Q As well as all those years working as a mother and wife, did you take on other jobs?

A** I’ve done a couple of part-time jobs and when my youngest, my son, finally went off to school I worked as a receptionist for a time and I went back to my old trade selling fabrics at Lincraft. That was for about five years. Q You’re a full time writer now?

A Yes, have been for about five years. I was always writing constantly but making little cash out of it. Had quite a few short stories published. And I had a couple of plays performed prior to ’98. Won quite a few writing competitions but it wasn’t until 1998 that I was able to say that writing was my full time occupation. Since then I’ve attempted to churn out a book every year. Which one of these days I’m going to have to stop doing or else my neck will give way.

**Q It must have been a huge thrill to get that first book published after waiting ten years?

A** It was unbelievable to hold that first published book in my hand – indescribable.I remember receiving the box of free copies, ripping it open , breaking my nails as I ripped it, then being hardly brave enough to touch one. It had been such a long battle and many, many times I had just about given up on it. ’Stop wasting your time, go out and get a paying job,’ I’d say to myself. The greatest highlight was the day I ran into the local K-Mart and I saw one of my books picked up from the pile and I stood there mesmerised – what was she going to do? And then she walked off to the cash register. Oh my God, the end result of my labour.

**Q Would your parents be surprised to know they have a published author in the family?

A** No, I wish my Mum was alive because she would be just SO over the moon. She was a reader too and I imagine she would have been very proud. My Dad, is still alive but I recall when I gave him a copy and I think he looked at all the bad language in it and he said, ‘why can’ you write something decent?” (laughing). But he was very proud and has said so since. Until I had my first story published, I don’t think Don really took it seriously. I think he thought ‘give her enough time to get this writing bug out of her system.’ (laughing). But I suppose when the kids started growing up I was still young enough to do something…to do what I’d wanted to do with my life rather than just raising kids. I put my whole self into it and refused to give up.

**Q What year it was when you had your first story published?

A** 1993. It was an anthology published in New Zealand by Random House. I had heard about them looking for stories on food. I had pretty much given up on having Mallawindy published by that stage. So I chopped it up for short stories. And I whipped out this chapter about Malcolm Fletcher, who’s this big guy who loves his food, cut it a bit, posted it and they replied they’d like to publish it and they actually PAID me for it.

**Q What led to your breakthrough with Mallawindy?

A** I tried on three occasions to secure the services of an agent but they were not interested until I had the publisher’s contract in my hand. And so I decided okay, after I’d won a certain amount of competitions and had a certain amount published, I compiled a resume and wrote to four of the biggest publishing houses in Australia, including a thumb-nail synopsis of Mallawindy and Jacaranda Blue, which was then a work in progress and I heard back from Random House about a week later. Six weeks later I heard from Pan Macmillan. So those two novels more or less toddled between the two publishers for around about 12 months while I continued to work on them. Finally Macmillan rang me to say they wanted my book.

**Q Did you celebrate?

A** I’d been out with my daughter and granddaughter – I saw this yellowed envelope hanging out of my letterbox and it was an express paid envelope and I knew in my heart what it was and I remember grabbing my daughter and grand-daughter and dancing up and down the driveway (laughing). Then I went out and had the letter laminated and stuck it on the office wall. It’s still there.

**Q Your story says never give up, doesn’t it?

A** It does if you want something and you hang out for it for long enough – and continue to learn along the way. Don’t settle for what you wrote 10 years ago and say that’s good enough – you have to keep on improving. The first novel is an apprenticeship and you must treat it as such. It’s a learning curve. We learn so much from that first novel. Mallawindy was originally almost twice the size it ended up. I just kept cutting. I suppose I learned from that chapter I sent to New Zealand. Because I had to cut it severely. I had several chapters of the book published as stories and I thought, ‘yes, well, people seem to like the chapters, why don’t publishers like the book?’ It told me that it was over-written and that’s when I began to cut it back to basics.

**Q And that’s when the book emerged?

A** Yes, that’s true, in attempting to impress the Gods of the literary world, rather than write my novel, the story had become a little blurred.

**Q Do you write every day?

A** I write when I feel the urge. I get an idea and it starts to boil and bubble in my head, for months perhaps, before I sit at the computer and then I almost cripple myself writing ridiculous hours every day. I call It a house and I’m taking it to lock-up stage. There’s very little inside, but it’s there and it’s safe and I can come back to it when I’m ready. I’ve got a few of those still on file and one of those days when something moves me to it, then the characters will start to come out of the woodwork and I’ll start to flesh it out.

**Q How many drafts do you do?

A** These days a lot less. I don’t print out the first draft these days until it’s pretty close to what it’s going to end up as. Maybe three all up.

**Q Please complete the following sentence: Joy Dettman loves

A** ….spaghetti bolognese (laughing). Family children, grandchildren of course and my dog, called Footrot (a kelpie/border collie ‘X’).The smartest dog I’ve ever known in my life – and I’ve had a few.

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