A copy of 26Lies just landed on my doorstep, returned to me by the Australian Literature Board. I had to provide a copy of the book for my grant application, which, if you've been reading for a while, I did not get. Perhaps unsurprisingly, the book is completely unread, and in pristine condition.
So:
Books that hang around my house that I wrote do no good to the world, so in the Xmas cheer or whatever it is, I'm giving it away. Be the first to leave a comment, and it's yours, and I don't much care whereabouts in the world you're from.
