Frank Morehouse RIP
If you blinked you would have missed that one of Australia’s greatest writers passed away recently.
Frank Morehouse was top of the heap in the 1970s.
I thought him a better writer than that bitter old crone, Patrick White.
Morehouse was eclipsed by the rise of Peter Carey, Tim Winton and what I euphemistically call ‘women’s domestic fiction’ or the feminisation of literature.
Moorehouse was a Nowra boy and his stories were sweet observations of people at their best and worst.
Annabel Crabb from the ABC wrote this excellent profile of the man:
It was up on the ABC news site for less than six hours, which says something in itself.
Vale, Frank.