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You will not elude me. I will measure your every dimension, I will trace your smallest lines. I will undo you from the inside. You will feel it like waves running across your floorboards, you will feel it like water rising through your walls, you will feel it like a sudden disorientation, you will wonder what happened to your foundations.

An obsessive-compulsive cartographer...

She inspected her knitting. “A yarn imagines itself, you know,” she murmured,” from separate strands. Every story is made of strands, too, of worlds that keep unfolding simultaneously along the same yarn. You can spot one at a time or, rarely, a multitude swarming—though no yarner can ever glimpse both the individual tale and the swarm at the same moment. Imagination can conceal while it...

A SPINIFEX FEMINIST CLASSIC

A Spinifex feminist classic and winner of The Victorian Premier's Literary Award for Fiction. In love and in war there is killing, but is it still murder? Beginning with the discovery of an unidentified corpse, buried under a conspicuous plantation of marijuana seedlings in Wiley Park, Still Murder twists and turns giving voice to different perpetrators and victims...