A solid critical survey. Mudrooroo was always a singular writer, and some of his quirks do begin to grate here. His constant use of "I declare it to be so", or "Strehlow's volume begins, as I believe it should, with..." or "This is my position", are unnecessary and strangely exhortatory for a placid non-fiction volume on literature.

A worthwhile read as part of the broader writing on Indigenous literature and storytelling. ( )