LOUISE DAVENPORT TO SPEAK AT LAUNCH OF CHOICES FROM THE HEART
Louise Davenport is one of the subjects interviewed in Choices from the heart: A collection of stories
(a project of the Kew Neighbourhood Learning Centre), to be launched on
Thursday 18 November, 5-6pm, at Sparechair Café, 10 Derby Street, Kew
3101 (9853 3126). In her frank and honest account Louise Davenport,
author ofMother’s Claw,speaks of her relationship with her stepmother and
stepsister and her experiences of psychosis, her battle with marijuana
abuse and her reaction to the publication of Mother’s Claw. She will give a short reading at the launch.
launch will be followed by a party at her home at 7.00 PM at Unit 6/10
Clark St, Richmond 3121 (9421 3739). Pizzas and alcohol will be
provided. Copies of Mother’s Claw will be available at the special
price of $10.00. Stories in Mother’s Claw have appeared in the magazines Meanjin, Southerly and Westerly and in The Temperment of Generations: 50 Years of Writing in Meanjin (Melbourne University Press, 1990).
short fiction is spare in the classic modernist manner.
Strong underlying emotion is controlled, oblique or symbolic. The
‘claw’ in the title
sequence is a traditional
image that is strikingly
re-invented through the agency of a moving statue, itself an image
re-energised from the canon.
In many ways her first collection is a fractured mirror, presenting key
images recurrently. Or it can be read as a mosaic autobiography, the
facing the childhood horror of her mother’s suicide and
dealing with its emotional ramifications in her adult life. Mother’s Claw is both cool
This Story has no
The Characters of
Nineteenth Century Fiction
My Seated Lady
Bounded by Main Roads
The Siamese Cat
One Thousand Dollars
Dead Dog Ditch
They Came with Icicles in their Hair
The Hollow Axis
John Cain's Third Term
The Other Shoulder
The Red Rattler
Melbourne on a Sunday Morning
Under the Sheoaks
The Centre of a Room
The Growth of the Shoulder
The Bare Room
Like a fracturing
short fiction presents key images recurrently. Beginning with childhood
memories of the horror of her mother’s death, Davenport moves
between stoires of her life. These stories are all coloured by the claw
- the image of her mother that haunts her life.
Moving roughly along a timeline, her scattered images weave a
surprisingly clear story.
to the heart of the truth is too much pain. I enter from an
angle and light up the edges of my object with pastel relief.
Davenport’s story is ghostly and quiet, fragments of dreams
memories entangle to produce an engaging fiction.