a believable and alarming post-apocalyptic future in the Australian outback
Andrew Nette, Australian Book Review
George Williams, Weekend Australian
Definitely worth reading. . . stylistically brave, with a protagonist you’ll care about almost instantly.
Stefen Brazulaitis, Stefenâ??s Books, Books+Publishing
a distinctive story of bravery, resilience and self-sacrifice in a vicious, haunting future.
Ashley Kalagian Blunt, Newtown Review of Books
that must-read, high-calibre Australian sci fi/dystopian novel you’ve been waiting for.
David O'Brien, Glam Adelaide
Fans of dystopian stories will love this world.
John Affleck, Weekend Gold Coast Bulletin
insightful, engaging and thought-provoking
Gloria Demillo, Tharunka
This is a book that deserves to become an Australian classic
an excellently written debut novel, and a compelling take on the post-apocalyptic genre.
Georgia Coldebella, RMITV
There were a heat. Air hotter’n blud. Baked her skin as she moved. Dint carry much. Evrythin she had weighed against how far itd have to go. Count it. No ship, that were gone down a hole. No swag bar sum rounds that might help her get it back, the rest of it cast off an down the same hole. A bottle, drymeat, tea and a billy, four heavy rounds, scope, watercatcher, skully and wrap. Coat, boots, shirt an strides, more dust than cloth, woulda stood up on their own if she let em. Flint. Long knife. The shimmer come off the top of the cracked clay in the gully, always ahead, never gettin any closer. No seasons in the desert no more. Blud weight, blud money. It were a dead mans jacket she wore but that werent sayin much. Once and soon enough her boots was gunna be on sumwun elses feet. If they ever found her that was. She dint need no talent for seein the signs nor the scope to tell her that soon enough she was gunna be with the dust and dead and gone and on the wind. The System were near, she could feel the colour of it comin closer, but she figgered she werent gunna make it this time.Continue Reading