That stuff I’m writing? They’re calling it Urban Noir.
That stuff I’m writing? They’re calling it Urban Noir. Who knew? But that’s what the wise ones from Hachette Australia told me … and I suppose they oughta know! Urban noir in urban Sydney. Here’s a bit more: “Every day, Gordana found new ways to avoid her husband. She didn’t think she could stand any more of his whinging about… Read more »