Falling Backwards

Falling Backwards
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Life becomes complicated for Simon – a fundamentalist preacher and marriage guidance counsellor – when he realises in between adulterous affairs that he is, in fact, an atheist. From his dingy office in Kings Cross, from the pulpit, and from the beds of his lovers, Simon sorrowfully observes the hypocrisies and corruption of the worlds that he inhabits. And sometimes he embraces them. Raunchy and blasphemous, provocative and funny, Falling Backwards follows Simon from his flock at Sunday School to his ministry in the brothels of Kings Cross, and asks us to wonder whether Simon may not be something of a saint after all. James Quinn lives in Sydney, Australia. Falling Backwards is his first novel.

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James Quinn. Falling Backwards

Falling Backwards

Contents

Autumn

Winter

Spring

Summer

And Now

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James Quinn

Winter

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Days later, the anorexic girl was still playing on my mind. A world of self-absorption and of self-destruction. A world of appalling need and a world of greed. A perfect world for unequal exchange. It was Monday morning, 10am, and warm for autumn. Bright Sydney sunshine wearied the drooping gum trees behind King Street. In my little workers cottage I showered, dressed and gathered up my gear, not feeling so great about my fellow humans. As I closed my front door and hit the street en route to the bus stop, squinting my eyes against the glare, I noticed a woman walking towards me on the footpath. I was not in the mood. I could tell that she had clocked me, so I averted my eyes. She was maybe 48 years old, wearing a pair of denim jeans and a pink checked cowboy shirt. She was also wearing a white cowboy hat. I looked down. She was wearing white leather cowboy boots. They were a little over ankle length. But of course they were.

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