“AT THAT POINT I THOUGHT I PROBABLY WOULDN’T DO MUSIC AGAIN” Years ago, when I picked up my friend Peter in my beaten-up Corolla, Holly Throsby’s just-released debut album On Night was playing on the stereo. “My god, this is beautiful,” he said, genuinely overcome. “I know, she’s amazing!” I replied.
So when 12 years on, Throsby’s debut novel Goodwood lands on my desk, I’m not surprised to learn that the gifted songwriter has turned her hand to fiction.
“I was always interested in writing, and remember winning a short story competition as a child,” says Throsby, 37, during the chat we schedule when her two-year-old daughter Alvy takes a nap. “But I got into songwriting as a teenager and that continued into my 20s, and even though I majored…
