‘How far would your government go?’
“…more a hand grenade than a book.”
Bruny is a searing, subversive, brilliant novel about family, love, loyalty and the new world order.
A right-wing US president has withdrawn America from the Middle East and the UN. Daesh has a thoroughfare to the sea and China is Australia’s newest ally. When a bomb goes off in remote Tasmania, Astrid Coleman agrees to return home to help her brother before an upcoming election. But this is no simple task. Her brother and sister are on either side of politics, the community is full of conspiracy theories, and her father is quoting Shakespeare. Only on Bruny does the world seem sane. Until Astrid discovers how far the government is willing to go.
Shortlisted for the 2020 Fiction Book of The Year in the Australian Book Industry Awards. Winners announced May 13th
Shortlisted for the Independent Booksellers Book of the Year.
"Book of the NOW, if not the great modern Tasmanian novel. Incandescent with despair-filled rage and ferocious with caring. I wept while reading, over and over, at the painful truths and at OUR idiot carelessness … seamless and enormously entertaining story telling for readers of all stripes and is packed with spit-out - your-drink -laughing swipes that Tasmanians especially will have no doubt as to who, what or where is being paid out on."
Catherine Schultz, Manager, Fullers Bookshop
‘Now we have Bruny, which is more like a hand grenade than a book, with its excoriating satire and explosive views on our political and economic trajectory. It’s the best evidence we have yet that Australian writers are finally waking up to the unfolding crisis.’
"Bruny is a faaaaantastic political thriller. I no longer work in a bookstore, but if I did I'd tell people this is the PERFECT summer read. Page-turner, explosions, intrigue, affairs and betrayal, and a touch of romance. It's like an intelligent blockbuster."
"Rose has mastered the contemporary realist novel. Is there nothing she cannot do with her words and skilled imagination? No vignette or internal dialogue is here that doesn’t enhance the complex tale she is making."
Helen Elliot, The Age