Michelle De Kretser - The Lost Dog

Michelle de Kretser was born in Sri Lanka and emigrated to Australia when she was 14. She was educated in Melbourne and Paris. Michelle has worked as a university tutor, editor and a book reviewer. She is the author of two other novels, The Rose Grower and The Hamilton Case.

Praise forThe Lost Dog

A captivating read... I could read this book 10 times and get a phew perspective each time. Its simply riveting.
Caroline Davison, Glasgow Evening Times

... remarkably rich and complex... De Kretser has a wicked, exacting, mocking eye... While very funny in places, The Lost Dog is also a subtle and understated work, gently eloquent and thought-provoking... a tender and thoughtful book, a meditation on loss and finding, on words and wordlessness, and on memory, identity, history and modernity. The Dominion Post

Michelle de Kretser is the fastest rising star in Australias literary firmament... stunningly beautiful. Metro

... a wonderful tale of obsession, art, death, loss, human failure and past and present loves. One of Australias best contemporary writers.
Harpers Bazaar

In many ways this book is wonderfully mysterious. The whole concept of modernity juxtaposed with animality is a puzzle that kept this reader on edge for the entire reading. The Lost Dog is an intelligent and insightful book that will guarantee de Kretser a loyal following.
Mary Philip, Courier-Mail

Engrossing... De Kretser confidently marshals her reader back and forth through the books complex flashback structure, keeping us in suspense even as we read simply for the pleasure of her prose... De Kretser knows when to explain and when to leave us deliciously wondering. Seattle Times

De Kretser continues to build a reputation as a stellar storyteller whose prose is inventive, assured, gloriously colourful and deeply thoughtful. The Lost Dog is a love story and a mystery and, at its best, possesses an accessible and seemingly effortless sophistication... a compelling book, simultaneously playful and utterly serious.
Patrick Allington, Adelaide Advertiser

A nuanced portrait of a man in his time. The novel, like Tom, is multicultural, intelligent, challenging and, ultimately, rewarding.
Library Journal

This book is so engaging and thought-provoking and its subject matter so substantial that the reader notices only in passing how funny it is. Kerryn Goldsworthy, Sydney Morning Herald

... rich, beautiful, shocking, affecting Clare Press, Vogue

... a cerebral, enigmatic reflection on cultures and identity...
Ruminative and roving in form... intense, immaculate. Kirkus Reviews

De Kretser is as piercing in her observations of a city as Don DeLillo is at his best... this novel is a love song to a city... a delight to read, revealing itself in small, gem-like scenes. NZ Listener

... de Kretsers trademark densely textured language, rich visual imagery and depth of description make The Lost Dog a delight to savour as well as a tale to ponder. Australian Bookseller and Publisher

A remarkably good novel, a story about human lives and the infinite mystery of them. Next

Confident, meticulous plotting, her strong imagination and her precise, evocative prose. Like The Hamilton Case, The Lost Dog opens up rich vistas with its central idea and introduces the reader to a world beyond its fictional frontiers. Lindsay Duguid, Sunday Times

[a] clever, engrossing novel... De Kretsers beautifully shaded book moves between modern day Australia and post-colonial India. Mysteries and love affairs are unfolded but never fully resolved, and as Tom searches for his dog, it becomes apparent that its whereabouts is only one of the puzzles in his life. Tina Jackson, Metro

A richly layered literary text. Emmanuelle Smith, Big Issue

First published in 2007
This edition published in 2008
Copyright Michelle de Kretser 2007

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De Kretser, Michelle.
The lost dog.

ISBN 978 1 74175 606 7 (pbk.).

I. Title.

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Painting by Marina Strocchi
Detail of Red Wheel 2005
Acrylic on linen 137 x 122 cm
With thanks to the artist and Nellie Castan Gallery, Melbourne
Text designed by Ampersand Duck
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THE LoST Dog

MicHELLE de KRETSER

Also by Michelle de Kretser
The Rose Grower
The Hamilton Case

For Gus, of course

The whole of anything can never be told.
Henry James, Notebooks

CONTENTS

A FTERWARDS, HE WOULD REMEMBER paddocks stroked with light. He would remember the spotted trunks of gum trees; the dog arching past to sniff along the fence.

He cleaned his teeth at the tap on the water tank. The house in the bush had no running water, no electricity. It was only sporadically inhabited and had grown grimy with neglect. But Tom Loxley, spitting into the luxuriant weeds by the tap that November morning, thought, Light, air, space, silence. The Benedictine luxuries.

He placed his toothpaste and brush on a log at the foot of the steps; and later forgot where he had left them. Night would send him blundering about a room where torchlight swung across the wall, and what he could find and what he needed were not the same thing.

On the kitchen table, beside Toms laptop, was the printout of his book, Meddlesome Ghosts: Henry James and the Uncanny. He remembered the elation he had felt the previous evening, drafting the final paragraph; the impression that he had nailed it all down at last. It was to this end that he had rented Nelly Zhangs house for four days, days in which he had written fluently and with conviction; to his surprise, because he was in the habit of proceeding hesitantly, and the book had been years in the making.

He owed this small triumph to Nelly, who had said, Its what you need. No distractions, and you wont have to worry about kennels.

This evidence of her concern had moved Tom. At the same time, he thought, She wants the money. The web of their relations was shot through with these ambivalences, shade and bright twined with such cunning that their pattern never settled.

His jacket hung on the back of a chair. He put it on, then paused: shuffled pages, squared off the stack of paper, touched what he had accomplished. Jamess dictum caught his eye: