Stella Bruno Investigates is a series of quick reads – books designed to be read in one sitting.
They’re stories designed to be consumed in one irresistible gulp. The kind you can read on the way to work or before you go to sleep. Something addictive to distract you while you wait in line. Intriguing mysteries to enjoy on the train, in the car, or on a flight for less than the price of a Starbucks coffee, with ten times the kick.
Set in and around Adelaide, South Australia, the stories focus on the criminal investigations led by Detective Sergeant Stella Bruno.
Stella is assisted by Detective Constable Brian Rhodes, who’s approaching retirement, harassed by Detective Inspector Frank Williams, and distracted by Shaun Porter from the Office of the Director of Public Prosecutions.
In addition to all the crime, the stories follow Stella’s developing relationship with Shaun and provide insights into her life as a single mother with a teenage son. You’ll also discover some of the benefits she enjoys being part of an extended Italian family.
If you’ve never been to Australia, this series will give you a little taste of life ‘down under’ where you can experience the North Wind as hot and blustery, and winters without snow and ice.
Australia is having an unusual double dissolution election, where every member of both houses of the Federal Parliament is up for re-election. Usually, only half the Senate is contested at a federal election. So, this one could be interesting.
The first thing I noticed when I arrived back in Australia from the USA on Monday, and watched the TV coverage in the lounge at Melbourne airport while waiting for my connection, was the difference in the tone of the campaign being waged here. Continue reading “A view from Australia”
Last weekend I travelled to Burra – a two-hour road trip from my place – to attend a significant birthday celebration in that restored railway station I wrote about in my previous post. Continue reading “Change of view”
We all have a story that we use to describe ourselves to ourselves and to each other. If you know my story you know me, right?
You already know my name. If I tell you that I was born in Booleroo Centre, a small town in, what the locals call, the mid-north of South Australia, and spent the first three years of this lifetime living, with my parents and their expanding family, in the school house of a tiny rural hamlet on the edge of the Flinders Ranges, does that tell you anything about who I am?Continue reading “A story”