Spotted Leaves

The poet Sylvia Plath wrote in ''Black Rook in Rainy Weather'', ''let spotted leaves fall as they fall / without ceremony or portent''. If I think of my stories as leaves, then they are leaves from many different trees. Or maybe they are just many different colours. These stories are selected from four collections published by Ginninderra Press and are my attempt to give every one of them - my sto...