Meet Eleanor Rigby: tiny, blind and left behind. Led by her zealous, overprotective guide dog, Warren, she courses constantly through the places she knows. Tired, mired and sequestered from the world, Eleanor can’t shirk the feeling she’s going nowhere slowly. Until, of course, she recognises something in the sound of Ewan Dempsey, reclusive and compulsive maker and player of cellos, who impels in Eleanor a rare moment of caprice …
PRAISE FOR THE BOOK
‘… the novel has the charm of early work such as Gustave Flaubert’s Novembre and Jack Kerouac’s The Subterraneans.’ The Weekend Australian
’… both sad and hilarious … a daring and moving work.’ The West Australian
‘Written with wry humour and great depth of perception, this moving and often hilarious novel is a must-read.’ Melbourne Weekly
Awards
Sydney Morning Herald Best Young Australian Novelist (Winner 2005)
