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Gate Crasher
and other stories
by Frances Cherry
A
thing which is present can be invisible, hidden by what it shows. -Rene
Magritte
-Ronda
Bungay
Frances Cherry has published many short stories in various NZ anthologies as well as on radio and in school publications. Her first collection of short stories - The Daughter-in-Law and other stories was published in 1986 by New Women's Press. She has also had four adult novels published as well as two for children and young adults. A new YA novel is being published in October 2006. Her young adult novel Leon was short listed in the NZ Post Children's Book Awards in 2001. She has been tutoring creative writing classes in various institutions in the Wellington area for many years. She lives in Wellington and loves going for long walks along the beach or by the river.
View/download sample story, An Evening Out, in PDF format.
View/download Out of Her Hair in PDF format, a story which was excluded at the last minute.
Also by Frances Cherry and now available: The Widowhood of Jackie Bates and Washing up in Parrot Bay
Cover artTITLE Gate Crasher (and other stories)
AUTHOR Frances Cherry
PUBLISHED 2006
CATEGORY Short Stories
FORMAT Paperback
EXTENT 13X19 cm, 124 pages
ISBN
1-86942-056-X
PRICE
$25.00
Reviews
Frances Cherry's first collection, The Daughter-in-law and Other Stories was published in 1986, and her first novel, Dancing with Strings, in 1989, a partly autobiographical account of her childhood and Communist parents, in which the main character leaves a difficult marriage and comes out as a lesbian. Similar themes thread through this latest collection.Can
I please draw your attention to a new title “Gate Crasher & other
stories” by Frances Cherry, published by Earl of Seacliff Art Workshop and
launched by Ronda Bungay last week. I’ve only just dipped into a
couple of stories, but want to alert you all to this collection. Great title, great cover, and inside are some delicious life slices. Frances
has an unerring way of telling a tale as if she were a friend chatting over
coffee and as if it was all true and instead of irony, there is something more
potent at work – a humorous innocence, and underwritten, uncluttered emotion
that pops up and hits you when you’re not looking. Maggie
Rainey-Smith
Varied short story collection, a few clever surprises well-timed, and believable changes in tone or voice for every tale. Some pieces somewhat like prose poems, most of this writing deftly shows humanity's quirks and foibles. Real humour and sharp observations evident. Some of the sad or more dark moments are skillfully balanced with wry twists or amusing characterisations. Raewyn Alexander Magazine - annual arts - Issue Four
Hard to get good stories that are published, that are readable. Beginning, middle and end; with a punch, is the formula. So many writers have very little sense of structure, but Cherry has it. Although 'A Cup of Tea' wanders a bit it begins with a bang and ends with one. Nicely crafted, but a trendy conclusion, this one. Trevor Reeves Southern Ocean Review
Frances
Cherry's first novel, Dancing with Strings, published in 1989, is a partly
autobiographical account of her childhood and Communist parents, in which the
main character leaves a difficult marriage and comes out as a lesbian. Similar
themes thread through this latest collection.
In Gate Crasher she deploys the
experienced writer's skills of unobtrusive exposition, oblique story-telling,
authentic-sounding dialogue, attention-grabbing openings ("I was flattered
when he took me to bed at this party in Ponsonby.") and vivid, economical
scene-setting. There are 21
stories in about113 pages of text, the majority told from a woman's point of
view (nearly half in the first person), and varying in length from under two
pages to just over 11 in the title story. The dedication poem is a moving
tribute to her father: "You driving the trams/us bringing cheese and onion
sandwiches/tea in a milk carton with a/cardboard lid/down to the corner of