When I was twelve, I decided I wanted to be a writer. I’m not sure, to tell you the truth, whether I wanted to write. I just wanted to be a writer.  I certainly didn’t do any writing when I was a kid, since I went to school in those

Today was my first ANZAC Day since I finished writing The Soldier’s Wife. Last year it was in the middle of the school holidays and everyone was sick, so it sort of slid past without me noticing much. This year, of course, is the centenary, so the hoop-la is huge.

Yesterday I received my advance copy of The Soldier’s Wife. The actual book. Here it is. I’d had an ARC (advanced reading copy/proof copy) for a couple of months, and it was exciting to get that. But it wasn’t the Real Thing. I was so excited and happy to take