August Falling

: August Falling
Publisher: Pantera Press
Publication Date: 2 September 2018
Category: Suburban Noir
Paperback: (234x153mm, 295 pages)
Print: 978-1-925700-03-9
Ebook: 978-1-925700-07-7

The past.

Sometimes we can’t escape it.

After a bad relationship, August is trying to piece his life back together. It’s not perfect. His flat is small, he works in a call centre, he can ‘t finish the book he’s working on, and he’s socially challenged when it comes to women.

When August meets Julie, he finds she’s everything he isn’t – confident, composed, and purposeful, despite her troubled childhood. With her, August finally begins to feel he can be himself.

But Julie has a secret that threatens to plummet August right back into the miseries of his past.

August Falling isn’t a love story, but one about acceptance, choices, and finding a way to be ourselves.


‘Zig creates a world in which light-heartedness and meaningfulness thrive in harmony. It’s a place where the deeper issues of life can be taken with a spoonful of sugar, leaving the sojourner with the bittersweet taste of life and love.’
– Elizabeth Calder


‘Mr Zig writes anxiety well – excruciatingly well and yet somehow, August Falling is not the depressive cringe-fest I feared it might be. And the author was right in that intro. August Falling is not a story about love, nor is it one of redemption or arrival either. It’s a story of incremental self-acceptance – so incremental it’s barely noticeable until one day, things just seem clearer and more hopeful somehow.’
– Jennifer McDonald
For Pity’s Sake


‘I really enjoyed reading a book that discussed relationships (with others and with ourselves) from a male point of view; and though it’s only one male author’s point of view refracted through multiple male characters of his own creation, it was nice to see that we all have the same hang ups, self doubts, wants and needs.’
– Suki Harrison


‘August Falling is an entertaining, page-turner – a great weekend read.’
– Joanne P.
Booklover Book Reviews


‘Raw, poignant and unflinching …’
Laurie Steed