Everyone This Christmas Has A Secret
If Knives Out and The Thursday Murder Club kissed under the mistletoe...
My name’s Ernest Cunningham. I used to be a fan of reading Golden Age murder mysteries, until I found...Read more
Everyone on this Train Is A Suspect
When the Australian Mystery Writers’ Society invited me to their crime-writing festival aboard the Ghan, the famous train between Darwin and Adelaide, I was hoping for some inspiration for my second book. Fiction, this time: I needed a break from real people killing each other. Obviously,...Read more
Everyone in My Family Has Killed Someone
Everyone in my family has killed someone. Some of us, the high achievers, have killed more than once. I'm not trying to be dramatic, but it is the truth. Some of us are good, others are bad, and some just unfortunate.
I'm Ernest Cunningham. Call me Ern or Ernie. I wish I'd...Read more
The Grand Hotel
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Strange things are happening at the Grand Hotel...
A hotel as a work of art in little ol' Mangowak? It was about as unlikely as an indoor creek.'
Robbed of his zest for life by the absurd innovations of his local council, including knocking down the only pub in his...Read more