It wasn’t my fault. Emotions are not amenable to schooling. We cannot pretend to feel something we do not feel. I mean, to ourselves. Of course we can pretend whatever we like to the world, and if we’re clever enough the world is deceived. I deceived the world, I think.
ISABEL Weaving is pining for her second husband, the charismatic Max, but he is no longer around. She adores her beloved granddaughter, Sophie, and her distant son, Dominic. But she views the rest of her family (placid daughter, Kate, mild-mannered first husband, Steve, bossy big sister, Zoe) with withering distaste.Buy the book
‘I absolutely loved Cooee by Vivienne Kelly, who writes so incredibly well. It’s sort of a dark and elegant literary mystery.’–Wendy HarmerSydney Morning Herald
‘How masterfully Vivienne Kelly turns the screws in this drolly gothic morality tale…Cooee is a tantalising story of denial, delusion and suspense by a wonderfully fresh and confident new voice.’–Cate Kennedy
‘Kelly has cleverly constructed her tale so that, just when the reader may be getting exasperated with Isabel’s attitudes, her reactions and her (almost) petulance, a major twist adds intrigue…This is a brilliant debut novel.’–BookMooch