Laine Cunningham

​​​"Ms. Cunningham shows an Australia beautiful and brutal. You know it isn't going to be a gentle ride but you're still not expecting to be kicked out of your seat onto the desert floor, rolling to a stop in the sharp-as-glass spinifex. Don't be surprised when you want to put it down but can't." - Garrison Somers, Editor-in-Chief, The Blotter


"From the very beginning, we are in the hands of an exceptional writer as well as a master storyteller…and it is a rare treat to find both of those things in one place. A seamless package that explores not just the soul of her main character but the soul of a nation and its people. A truly special book." Edmund R. Schubert, author of Dreaming Creek and Editor of Tor anthologies

"Written by a master storyteller, this fast-paced novel initiates Cunningham into the ranks of respected authors such as Michael Ondaatje and Sarah Gruen. A deeply felt work sure to please." Dena Harris, award-winning author


"Characters so real and memorable you won’t put this book down. This book will leave its mark as one of the best stories ever to lie in our laps." Pamela King Cable, author, ALA’s 2012 Top Fiction Pick Televenge

​​​​​WINNER OF TWO NATIONAL LITERARY AWARDS
TOP SELECTION FOR A NATIONAL BOOK AWARD
"One of the best novels in ten years." Hackney Literary Awards
Destined to become the next The Book Thief. For fans of Small Great Things, Before We Were Yours, and Orphan Train as well as viewers of “Mystery Road,” “Picnic at Hanging Rock,” and “Bite Club.”
When his best friend disappears in the Australian desert, the only clue is an Aboriginal artifact that leads Gabe back to the land of his birth. As he searches for his friend, long-suppressed memories resurface. Memories of the uncle who swung him up into a tree and called him Little Breeze. Memories of the mother he lost. Memories of the social workers who lured him away from his home.
Vast, dangerous and beautiful, The Family Made of Dust is a remarkable story about the special relationships families can treasure even when they have been broken apart...and how a spare and beautiful landscape can resurrect that which we hold so dear.