This year is the year I'm going to keep up with new books by local authors..
Well technically it's another pipedream, but a woman's allowed to have this little delusions. Besides a hobby is a hobby and there's nothing in the rule book that says it can't be a fantasy.
From the Blurb:
The little girl stood back and admired her sandcastle... She waved to her mother, who didn't notice, before drifting off to look for shells. Wandering over to a clump of seaweed, she squatted and tugged at a slimy strand. It dislodged something strange in the mud, which she gazed at in fascination ...
The little girl stood back and admired her sandcastle. It sat there, a shapeless blob, on the wide wet flank of the estuary. Seagulls were wheeling and cawing overhead. A breeze ruffled the waves in the distance. The sludge from drains traced the rim of a sandbank a few yards away from her. Over on the far shore, the concrete bulk of grain silos loomed against the sky and dirty-looking smoke drifted from factory chimneys.
When a severed head is found buried in sand on a beach in Whitley, Queensland, the locals are sent into a tailspin. Little do they know it's only the first in a series of events that will sully their apparently idyllic resort town.