Worry Doll by Laura McPhee-Browne review – a sensual, sinister novel about the horrors of desire
Two women meet on a train and tumble into an all-consuming affair told from both sides – who have very different stories I’ve been craving
Two women meet on a train and tumble into an all-consuming affair told from both sides – who have very different stories I’ve been craving a sandwich: soft white roll, roast chicken, sharp cheese.
A bright little cut of tomato. After I finish this review I’ll walk up to the supermarket and buy myself a hot chook. Sink my teeth in. It wasn’t my idea. I caught the craving from Laura McPhee-Browne’s Worry Doll.
One of her characters longs for the same sandwich, made just so: “there is a particular amount of cheese and chicken that she requires for it to feel the way she needs it to when she chews and swallows.” I know that feeling.
There is nothing cheap about cheap pleasure. And Worry Doll understands pleasure. Continue reading...
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