Book: The Only Constant, Robyne Young. A promotions from the pen Publication. Bookpod Book store
Why: The thing that hooked me with this book of shorts is the unexpected switch of voice, and tone, from one story to the next, leaning in on moments that are distinctively Australian, with a voyeuristic turn of phrase that nails moments I’m sure I can remember being in.
Dorothy quietly nods and picks up every word into each powder blue stitch so that by the time the bus pulls into Mudgee where Dorothy’s son-in-law is waiting to take her the rest of the way to Rylstone, the level of Angela’s reservoir of grief is lowered. there is space for air.
The cold from the concrete step seeps through the bum of my jeans and there’s just enough heat from my smoke to keep me out here.
He noticed conversations quietened when he entered the room. They were us. he was them.
She checks their bedroom, and then looking into Daniels room sees him, curved like a question mark on the queen-sized bed they’d bought to accommodate their son’s growing length. He is holding Daniel’s best and fairest trophy.