Aussie Author month, is really quite exciting! It made me go back and think of all the books I loved as a child and young adult. The sad thing about this, is most of the books I used to read, were by overseas authors – at the time, I just knew what I liked to read and never pushed my boundaries too much, or worried about where the authors came from.
In Year Eleven, I can remember studying Picnic at Hanging Rock by Joan Lindsay. I can remember reading long into the night, when our teacher handed out the books – it was the first time that my skin prickled with excitement and fear at the same time!
When you think about the themes that run through out the novel – girl crushes, disliked and unloved girls, the disappearance, the supernatural mystery, the murder/suicide of Sara, it’s a wonder we were allowed to read it at school! It provoked much discussion.
I guess we were lucky to have the movie to see as well – I think that actually scared me more than the book. I watched the movie oodles of times – of the things that fascinated me about it, was it was filmed at Martindale Hall, just out of Clare, in SA (McLeod’s Daughters country) and about an hour and half from where I was brought up. I can remember the day I went to visit the hall – and, with the movie in mind, it’s a truly haunting place.
And the ending is just so scary – does anyone really have any idea what happened to the girls? Do we really want to know? What are your thoughts?
On another note, looking out my window this morning, just indicated to my, why we have so many wonderful writers in this country. How could you not be inspired by our view?