Satirical novel centred in a town called Windy Mountain, which has some weird wonderful characters, a ghost called Colonel Northan who may or may not haunt an orchard marked down for a future site for a windsock factory and a is-it-or-isn't-it-extinct Tasmanian Tiger who may or may not sleep in the town's bus shelter.
I'm an Australian who writes funny novels with a dash of mystery and sometimes with a dollop of whodunnit. Heck, 2020 even brought out some black comedy from me.
My first book. I realise now I had a lot to learn about the craft. But I still like the premise of the book and I'm revisiting the scene of the novel for a novel i am writing now. It's not a sequel.