Buying this book was an accident.
I misread the name. I thought I was buying a book of poetry by Dorothy Parker!
Imagine my surprise when I took it out of the bag and realised I’d bought a book by an Australian poet, Dorothy Porter.
I wanted to read some poetry so dived into it.
To my great surprise, it was not a collection of poems.
It is unlike any other poetry collection I’ve ever seen.
There is a missing person, a tough lesbian PI, a murder, an irresistible lover and the most glorious erotic scenes you’ve ever read.
It is utterly fascinating.
I did not think I would ever say this about a book of poems: it is unputdownable!
The best accident that ever happened to me.