Set in Australia, Mia’s Magic Wand takes us on a fugitive journey from Sydney Harbour to the Kimberley. A mother, a father and a monk all want to fix what’s f****d with the world. Each loves to gamble. The mother gambles with politicians, the father gambles with weapons and the monk gambles with God. 

The plot revolves around an archive of blackmailing videos—The Magic Wand—owned by billionaire philanthropist, Tate Wolsey. Tate can have anything he wants, except for Mia, so he assaults her. But he underestimates his wife, Claudia. Outraged, she steals the Magic Wand and gives it to Mia. All hell breaks loose and Mia ends up with the last surviving copy of the Wand.

A federal election looms, news of the theft of the Wand leaks out and prominent politicians begin to worry. One of them, the Federal Police Minister, makes a deal with a jailed murderer, Dog, who holds a grudge against Mia. In quick succession, Dog is released from jail, Tate’s wife is murdered and Mia’s daughter is kidnapped.

Late one night, Mia arranges to hand over the Wand in exchange for her daughter but the deal goes sideways and a gun battle erupts. In the chaos, Mia and Red rescue their daughter and flee to the mountains—still in possession of the Wand.

Trekking to a highway, they hitch a ride with a truck driver and travel to the Kimberley. But Dog is still at large and a bloody struggle plays out. 


This is a multiple point of view story: each of the three characters taking their chapter by turn.

Mia's Magic Wand

Mia sits on a swag roll in the Love Bubble, her back propped up against the wall of the cave, her eyes closed. She recites her Christmas prayer, emphasising ‘total destruction of the evil’. She prays for Red, who’s just left for Caradoka. Things seem to be falling into place—after last night even their marriage is looking good. She laughs, thanks God for orgasms and closes with a prayer borrowed from Janie, who found it in an ancient prayer book. 


 ‘“Have mercy on my lover,’” she says, opening her eyes, ‘“as I would do if I were you, and you my lover. Amen.’” 


 Still thinking about the prayer, especially the words ‘as I would do’, she takes a tube of Grannymix out of her pocket and squeezes a dob onto her hand, rubbing it into her neck, her face and her lips. This will have serve as moisturiser for now. If only she had some real lip balm. 


Chapter 16 — Mia