Dodge Rose is the first novel by Australian author, Jack Cox. Maxine tells of the arrival from Yass of twenty-one-year-old Eliza, come to Sydney by train to deal with the estate of her late Aunt Dodge Rose. Maxine is fairly certain she is not Dodge’s daughter, but has been living with her in the King’s Cross flat since she can remember. Matters don’t turn out quite as expected and legal complications see them trying to make money from the contents of the flat. About half-way through the book, the narrative suddenly switches to the nineteen-twenties, with the story being told by a young girl (probably Dodge Rose).

The initial narrative is fairly straight-forward, as “Dodge had spoken about them but always in the past tense and her sister had seemed to flicker so dimly through the rooms of her memory …” show. Cox gives the reader some excellent descriptive prose like “…the train wound up the rusted arteries to Central Station”.

But soon, the text becomes less clear. Much conventional punctuation is abandoned: without quote marks for speech and question marks, and often commas, the reader has to work hard to make sense of the text. By the time the pages (and pages and pages) of the silk, Smith’s legal ramblings are reached, even the most diligent reader will be tempted to skip this (no doubt intentionally) impenetrable, irrelevant and pointless material. Ditto the pages of inventory of the flat’s contents, and the pages of colonial banking history.

While it is apparent that Cox has done extensive research, it is a pity the information is so inaccessible: as well as the creative spelling (phonetic? typos?) and incomplete sentences of the first half, in the second half, capitals and apostrophes are also absent (who could ever envisage longing for apostrophes!). Perhaps this is meant to represent an inner monologue or stream of consciousness, but some will see this as laziness or arrogance on the part of the author, and lack of respect for the reader.

What redeems this work from a lower rating is the historic content (where it can be interpreted) and the descriptive prose. The typographical representation of the piano being smashed to pieces looks like a toddler tantrum on a keyboard. This is a novel that may appeal to readers looking for something different, something outside the square. It had been described as original and brilliant: the average reader will certainly agree with the former. An unconventional debut.
2.5 stars