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The poet Sylvia Plath wrote in 'Black Rook in Rainy Weather', 'let spotted leaves fall as they fall / without ceremony or portent'. If I think of my stories as leaves, then they are leaves from many different trees. Or maybe they are just many different colours. These stories are selected from four collections published by Ginninderra Press and are my attempt to give every one of them - my stories, that is - another chance to fall willy-nilly into what I hope are your expectant hands. Zenda Vecchio is an award-winning short story writer and poet whose work has been published in a variety of...

Words are magic. I have delighted in them all my life - an early memory is of myself on my swing long before I went to school chanting words aloud, fitting them together into patterns, my mind exploding with images. I have been doing it ever since. And some words are more magic than others. Their sound. The pictures they make. Not words and pictures. For me words are pictures. Kestrel. Sunfish. Japonica. Spangles. Spindrift. Oh, most of all, Spindrift. Its why Ive called this collection of my stories Spindrift.
Zenda Vecchio is an award-winning South Australian writer whose numerous short...

One summer's day, thirteen-year-old Kirsty-Lee comes home from school to find her father has left them. This novel explores the ways in which she comes to terms with this and the subsequent changes in her family.

Zenda Vecchio is an award-winning writer whose numerous short stories have been published in a variety of literary journals and magazines. Becoming Kirsty-Lee is her second novel for adolescents.

I don't take photographs. Or paint. Instead I use words as my medium - my way of capturing what I see and turning it into something meaningful. My hope is that the reader too will be able to see what I have seen, feel what I have felt. This is of course the essence of communication.