Patrick White - Works

Works

Novels

  • Happy Valley (1939)
  • The Living and the Dead (1941)
  • The Aunt's Story (1948)
  • The Tree of Man (1955)
  • Voss (1957)
  • Riders in the Chariot (1961)
  • The Solid Mandala (1966)
  • The Vivisector (1970)
  • The Eye of the Storm (1973)
  • A Fringe of Leaves (1976)
  • The Twyborn Affair (1979)
  • Memoirs of Many in One (1986)
  • The Hanging Garden (2012) (Unfinished, posthumous)

Short story collections

  • The Burnt Ones (1964)
  • The Cockatoos (1974)
  • Three Uneasy Pieces (1987)

Plays

  • Bread and Butter Women (1935) Unpublished.
  • The School for Friends (1935) Unpublished.
  • Return to Abyssinia (1948) Unpublished.
  • The Ham Funeral (1947) prem. Union Theatre, Adelaide, 1961.
  • The Season at Sarsaparilla (1962)
  • A Cheery Soul (1963)
  • Night on Bald Mountain (1964)
  • Big Toys (1977)
  • Signal Driver: a Morality Play for the Times (1982)
  • Netherwood (1983)
  • Shepherd on the Rocks (1987)

Screenplay

  • The Night the Prowler (1978)

Autobiography

  • Flaws in the Glass (1981)

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