‘Hinkler book set to take off’

I promised to keep readers of this blog up to date with progress on publication of the Bert Hinkler biography by Hachette Australia in 2013. Recently the publisher asked me to send a bio and a professionally taken photograph for the jacket cover and other publicity purposes. As a keen photographer myself, I found it interesting to be on the other side of the camera, but disconcerting to have to look at a wall-full of projected photos of myself and pick out the top three.

About the same time, I received a call about the book from the Bundaberg News Mail, which is of course located in Hinkler’s hometown, along with the Hinkler Hall of Aviation. I did an interview with a journalist from the newspaper, who asked if I could send a high-resolution photo of myself. Fortunately, the completed JPEGs were ready at the photographers that very afternoon, and I was able to email one to the News Mail. The photo and story were published the next day, under the headline, ‘Hinkler book set to take off’, and you can see the result here. (Just one correction: I am not a ‘retired academic’ – I am still a practising academic as well as a writer, and have recently finished a non-fiction book about ‘not retiring’ which is presently with my agent, Sophie Hamley, at Cameron Cresswell Agency in Sydney. Also, the title of the Hinkler biography has not yet been finalised.)

The call from the newspaper was initiated by Sandy Curtis, a well-published novelist and organiser of the Bundaberg writers’ festival, Writefest, where my Hinkler biography writing journey began a few years ago. It’s nice to be part of a writing community, even a scattered one.

By the way, have you seen the title of J K Rowling’s first adult novel, to be published shortly by Hachette? It’s called The casual vacancy and will be released worldwide in English on 27 September 2012 in hardback, ebook and on CD.

Anna Funder and the impact of imagery

I read Anna Funder’s novel All that I am before it won the Miles Franklin Award, and can see why it received the judges’ nod. It’s a compelling story, finely crafted.  I was won over from the start by the language.

A friend lent me All that I am, and I rashly returned it before I made sure I had secured my own copy. (I like to look back through books I’ve enjoyed, to revel in the craft of the writer.) When Funder snapped up the Miles Franklin, the first two bookshops I tried had both sold out. A few days later I tracked one down. Stickers on the front informed me it had won the Australian Indie Book of the Year and the Australian Book Industry Award for Book of the Year. Now it has the Miles Franklin Award. Personally, I’d settle for just one sticker on my book.

Take a look at just a few randomly chosen images from All that I am:

‘From this angle in my chair, those clouds will snag on the frangipani in the yard, its branches naked as coral, probing the air.’

‘I heard the stories so often I took them into me, burnished and smothered them as an oyster a piece of grit, and now, mine or not, they are my shiniest self.

‘The cherry blossom trees across the street are extravagant explosions, pink confetti burst from a can.’

Nice.

I also have my own copy of Funder’s earlier, non-fiction book, Stasliland. There is much more of her personally in this story, and it’s a satisfying blend of storytelling and intelligent reflection.  Stasiland too was a winner of various awards and shortlisted for others, and once again it showcases her exquisite use of language, including:

‘A morning drunk walks on the ground like it might not hold him.’

‘I can see the tiny red veins filigreed across his eyeballs.’

‘Behind her the sky is the colour of wet wool.’ [A metaphor that leaves room for every reader to conjure up a different image.]

‘After she died, grief came down on me like a cage.’

Funder’s imagery, and her writing generally, appear effortless, unforced, but I know from my own experience how much blood, sweat, and anguish must have gone into crafting them. But they are inspiring. I must stop blogging now and get back to writing that book, the one that might some day have a sticker on the front…

[D R Dymock’s biography of aviation pioneer and global adventurer Bert Hinkler will be published by Hachette Australia next year. The book was the only non-fiction manuscript selected in the 2010 QWC/Hachette Manuscript Development Program]

New books, new feelings

Hachette Australia, which next year is publishing my biography of Bert Hinkler, produced a fascinating ‘sculpture video’ for its recent company conference. The video is available on the Huffington Post website, and well worth a look.

It’s good to see a publisher feeling good about what they do. Do new feelings come with new books for readers too?

 

Contract signed for Hinkler book

I am delighted to announce that I have signed a contract with Hachette Australia to publish my biography of the Australian aviation pioneer and global adventurer, Bert Hinkler. Because of the company’s current production schedules, the book will not be  in the bookstores until next year. It will also be available as an e-book.

Hachette Australia is a very respected publisher, part of the Hachette Livre group, the second biggest publisher in the world. Its Australian authors include Hugh Mackay, William Innes,  Gabrielle Lord and Favel Parrett. In 2012 the company is publishing J K Rowling’s first adult novel after her successes with Harry Potter.

The Hinkler narrative non-fiction manuscript was selected for the Hachette/Queensland Writers Centre Manuscript Development Program in 2010, and I have been working diligently on it since that time to prepare it for publication.

Thank you to the many well-wishers who have offered me encouragement and support while I have been writing the book, to Kim Wilkins for her initial workshops and wise mentoring, to Ann Kelly and Mark Dymock for their frank critiques of the final draft, to Vanessa Radnidge at Hachette Australia for guiding the book and keeping me informed through the selection process, and to my agent, Sophie Hamley at Cameron Creswell for her ongoing advice and support.

Watch for forthcoming news about the book. If you have any queries in the meantime, please use the ‘Comments’ section on this blog, and I will respond to them.   D R Dymock

Bert Hinkler and the urge to fly

My blog has been quiet for a while, but I hope to give you news soon about publication of my biography of Bert Hinkler, a pioneer aviator. In the meantime, here is the opening paragraph from the introduction to the book:

‘Museums are full of wonders, especially for children, and a particular marvel at the old Queensland Museum in Brisbane when I was a boy was one of Bert Hinkler’s record-breaking little planes, hanging from the ceiling like a giant moth dangling on a spider’s sticky strands. Decades later, I read a piece about his life, and was reminded he was only 40 when he died, an age these days when many men are poised at mid-career, with high aspirations and expectations. I wondered what hopes and dreams Hinkler might have had, that were cut short when his plane fell from the sky while he was on his way to Australia in 1933. What inner urge spurred a country boy from Queensland to pursue a career in aviation with so much passion, flitting across the world in flimsy planes not much bigger than the average family car, eventually to his own destruction?’

The Avro Avian Hinkler flew from England to Australia in 1928 (Queensland Museum)

There are two of Hinkler’s planes in the new Queensland Museum, at Southbank, Brisbane, and re-creations of the four of them in the Hinkler Hall of Aviation at Bundaberg. Against the planes that have been developed since he flew, such as the bombers of World War II and the huge jumbos of today, Hinkler’s planes seem even tinier than they did to my boyhood eyes, and his achievements all the more amazing.

The two push-pull engines on Hinkler's 'dream machine', the 'Ibis', which never made it past the trials stage. (Re-creation, Hinkler Hall of Aviation, Bundaberg)

In my book, I have tried to convey the wonder of the feats as well as the strengths and frailties of the pilot. It is a remarkable story of adventure, mystery,  romance and tragedy.

A new year but an old song

I saw in the New Year in Launceston, Tasmania, complete with fireworks, and have been reflecting on what 2012 might bring for me as a writer. As regular readers will know, I’m waiting to hear from a publisher about the latest version of my narrative non-fiction book about the pioneer aviator, Bert Hinkler. That is my No. 1 publishing priority for this year.

While that manuscript is bubbling away with the publisher (I hope), I’ve been writing a couple of fiction short stories and am working intensively on my non-fiction book about not retiring: Extending your use-by date. I expect to have that book ready to send to a publisher very soon.

My mind is always whirring with possibilities for stories, fiction and non-fiction, and that’s the way I like it (as KC and the Sunshine Band said). That’s why I’ve titled this particular blog, ‘A new year but an old song’. The old song for the new year is my ongoing commitment to writing, but of course, I’ll be writing fresh new lyrics. And I’m always ready to challenge myself, to extend myself in my writing. Beyond that, publication continues to be my goal.

So, as 2012 begins to develop pace, I look again for inspiration at the two clippings tacked above my desk:

‘Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass’ (Anton Chekov)

and

‘You must keep sending work out; you must never let a manuscript do nothing but eat its head off in a drawer. You send that work out again and again, while you’re working on another one. If you have talent, you will receive some measure of success – but only if you persist.’ (Isaac Asimov)