One-story brick, Queenslanders on stilts, art deco units, and a narrow terrace house.


If northern NSW has ever had a ‘type’ of house, it’s a fibro two-storey with seams on the outside and a massive backyard, built high to avoid the floods.

There is nothing uniquely ‘Canberra’ about our apartment. It is a generic yellow block, built in the ’90s, with a manicured yard and a body corporate that sends us letters we never read.

You’re on the decking of our Christmas Hills house, the Yarra Valley stretching out like patchwork between your knees.

I’ve returned this year, like I do every Christmas, to my parents’ home on a busy street in Lenah Valley, Tasmania.

My apartment is part of a council housing estate, which means it’s one in a honeycomb of 260 versions of itself.

The Hillarys House

It was set high in the northern coastal suburbs of Perth. The neighbourhood, Hillarys, had been a suburb for less than twenty years; before that, I don’t know.

A Q&A with Emily O’Grady, author of ‘Living Things’.

Q&A: Alan Vaarwerk

A Q&A with Alan Vaarwerk, author of ‘Urchins’.

A Q&A with Alice Bishop, author of ‘Burning The House’.

Q&A: Alexander Bennetts

A Q&A with Alexander Bennetts, author of ‘Down In The Valley’.

A Q&A with Kaitlyn Plyley, author of ‘The Hillarys House’.

Q&A: Os McGuigan

A Q&A with Os McGuigan, author of ‘It’ll Be Back One Day’.