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Let's Get Lost

From Tatapouri, we made our way into Gisborne and slowly adapted to things like traffic lights and – well – traffic!

The Sentence is Death

Usually, I enjoy visiting film sets.

Two Old Men Dying

At the time of the discovery of the astonishingly ancient Learned Man, some decades back, my friend Peter Jorgensen, a scientist from Melbourne, was testing dried lake basins and their sediments for records of ancient rainfall oscillations.

The Wych Elm

I’ve always considered myself to be, basically, a lucky person.

The Children Act

London. Trinity term one week old. Implacable June weather.

Sea of Greed

David Ben-Avi walked along a trail on the rocky, windswept island of Jaros.

One Day in December

It’s a wonder everyone who uses public transport in winter doesn’t keel over and die of germ overload.

Heroes

Zeus sits on his throne.

Dracul

Bram stares at the door.

Blood Communion

I’m the vampire Lestat.

No Spin

I started out in the Melbourne suburbs and I remain happily there to this day.

The Meltdown: Diary of a Wimpy Kid (Bk 13)

When snow shuts down Greg Heffley’s middle school, his neighborhood transforms into a wintry battlefield.

A Map of Days

Never have I doubted my soundness of mind as often as I did on that first night, when the bird-woman and her wards came to save me from the madhouse.

Killing Commendatore

Today when I awoke from a nap the faceless man was there before me.

Ambush

I watched the eight-story apartment building on 161st, about half a block from Melrose Avenue.

The Kingfisher Secret

Petr Kliment held Kristína, his six-month-old granddaughter, on a patch of grass on the shore of the Jizera River.

The Winters

Last night Rebekah tried to murder me again.

Love is Blind

Dear Amelia, There was an attempt to escape from the jail last night and a small riot ensued. Most unusual.

Hippie

In September 1970, two sites squared off for the title of the center of the world: Piccadilly Circus, in London, and Dam Square, in Amsterdam.

Don't Stop Believin'

My favourite time of day is ‘magic hour’, when the sun takes a dive behind the craggy mountain ranges and the sky is painted a stunning purple-pink.