In the footsteps of Anna Popov; an exciting journey into remote outback Australia. A writer’s journey 2
I have an exciting announcement to make! In a few days I will be travelling to some of the most remote and exotic places in Australia, and you are invited to come with me! The reason for the journey? Mainly research for a new book, but I also wanted to re-visit some of the stunning […]
AN INTERVIEW with my PUBLISHER
This recent interview with Jenny Mosher, my publisher, relates to THE DISAPPEARANCE OF ANNA POPOV which has just been released, and throws some light on the importance of cover design.
The Disappearance of Anna Popov ; Chapter 4; At the old farm near Bathurst,10 January
4At the old farm near Bathurst, 10 January‘Do you know what time it is?’ asked Will. He turned to look at the clock on the bedside table and almost dropped the phone.‘It’s important, mate! There’s something I have to show you!’ said Jack urgently.‘Can’t it wait till the morning?’ ‘No, it can’t. Please, […]
The Disappearance of Anna Popov ; Chapter 3; Rose Cottage, Sydney, 9 January, 2010
Rebecca Armstrong got out of the taxi and looked at the small sandstone cottage. It wasn’t what she had expected. I should have worn my jeans and a tank top, she thought, looking at her tight-fitting designer slacks, high heel shoes and crisp Chanel blouse. She adjusted her hair and, clutching her tiny two-thousand-dollar […]
The Disappearance of Anna Popov ; Chapter 2; Somewhere in the bush near Bathurst, 1 January, 2010
Somewhere in the bush near Bathurst, 1 January, 2010The old van lurched alarmingly to one side – tortured gears crunching loudly – and began the steep descent down into the valley. Jack woke with a start. Rubbing his aching shoulder – a constant reminder of the sniper’s bullet that ended his stint as a […]
The Disappearance of Anna Popov ; Chapter 1; Sydney Harbour; New Year’s Eve 2009
Sydney Harbour, New Year’s Eve 2009The old year was dying. ‘Five, four, three, two, one …’ counted the cheering crowd as the final seconds of 2009 tumbled through the hourglass. Suddenly, the massive steel arch of the Sydney Harbour Bridge erupted, forming a dazzling tiara of sparks. As it raced along the girders […]
