Me and my sisters, by Sinéad Moriarty

I read this book on the recommendation of a patron whose two-word justification: “She’s Irish!” apparently explained everything – meaning that  because the author is Irish, this is a really good story, obviously very humorous, as well as heart-rending. I couldn’t not read it. When I first started out I was highly skeptical, as it... Continue Reading →

The Slap, by Christos Tsiolkas

Australia is a wonderfully multicultural country, and as any Australian knows, the Greeks and the Italians represent a major chunk of the ethnic statistics. Generally speaking, if you have an Italian heritage you’ll most likely live in Sydney and if you’re Greek you’ll probably end up in Melbourne. Tsiolkas’s novel, which I recently heard has... Continue Reading →

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