My earliest reading memory Reading with my female cousins on a veranda above the Macleay River, cicadas burring, the river dark and robust far below, and the distant blue aspect of the Kookaburra Ranges.
My favourite book growing up The Last of the Mohicans by James Fenimore Cooper.
The book that changed me as a teenager... Brighton Rock, about a Manichean razor gangster and a killing in Brighton... it enchanted me both by the theology as well as the gangsterism.
I went back out of reverence for this great fabulist, and within an hour was completely transformed in opinion.
It is definitely Greene's tale of a colonial policeman in Africa, The Heart of the Matter.
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