If you stroll around Dunkerton long enough, you’re bound to find a dead body. Ep 17: Like A Dunk To Water It was eight on a Friday morning and I was awake, which was bad enough. But already being at work? Absolute murder. Ha. That was a good one. Please look forward to me reusing […]
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In the 1920s the Dunkerton brown snake killed an average of nine people a year, making it one of the town’s most successful serial killers. – Ep 11: Dunk and Disorderly I started to get a little excited when I’d been at Mum’s house for two hours and Troy still hadn’t arrived. Sure, I was
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Family – the people who will identify your corpse. Or, if you’re unlucky, the people who’ll be responsible for it. – Ep 25: Dunk Mail My Crusty Caravan Romancer was but one in a long line of terrible men the South women had kissed, screwed, or married, and tonight I was going to have to
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Never trust first impressions. – Ep 8: Who’d Have Dunk It At the end of class, I noticed Lisa was dawdling, chewing her lip as she waited for me to pack my books in my bag. “What’s up?” I asked. “You okay?” “Can I ask you a favour?” I nodded, intrigued. We were at the
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When a strange man contacts you online, it pays to be cautious. At best he wants pictures of your feet. At worst he plans to kill you. – Ep 32: Dunky Business To: keelywiththetette From: Cash Khorsandi Subject: Job opportunity (podcast producer) Ms South, I’m not sure if you’re familiar with my podcast, Down in
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What, like I was meant to NOT buy this tea? (It’s delicious, FYI. Like hot cross buns in liquid form. But without weird soggy bread chunks.) I’m back from my mini holiday in the land of bad internet (aka my parents’ place), so if you’ve been waiting for a reply from me, this time
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Since we’re all getting excited for Not A Clue to come out, here’s a little text conversation you might enjoy… Adam: I hear you called in sick. Charlie: What? How? You’re not even at the office today! Charlie: I plead the fifth. Charlie: Whatever that means. Adam: Not a thing in this country. Charlie: Damn
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Definitely not inspired by that time I cut off the tip of my finger and texted my mum to ask what to do. Charlie: Do you have a fire extinguisher? Adam: Why are you texting me to ask that? Charlie: Take a wild guess. Adam: Are you serious? Call the fire department! Charlie: An exclamation
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Yep! I’m working on Not A Clue! More than that, I’m 70% of the way through! [Cue celebratory music and champagne corks popping and piglets snorting with joy.] Now all I have left to write is the whole wrap-up-the-mystery part. It always feels kind of unfair when I get to this part of a book.
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Can you believe it? We’ve made it to the end of the date! Standard reminder that you shouldn’t read Date Night unless you’ve finished Breaking News or you’re going to get smacked in the face with spoilers. Table of Contents: Frustrated Very Educational Dingle Pinecone Genetic Material Sex Energy Thinking Out Loud Damp Is Sexy
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