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Welcome to my imagination
In 1997, I felt like the propellor on the right, rusting on the beach after a working lifetime at sea. Then I remembered how I kept myself sane in the latter years of a 24/7 career in the offshore oil industry, retreating into the world of my imagination for an hour each day and writing fiction, accummulating a fair body of writing in the process. I didn't know if any of it was publishable, but there was only one way I'd find out.
Fourteen years later, I've won two national writing competitions, published fifteen stories as Amy Gallow and two as David Andrews, survived  a heart attack on a remote golf course and the failure of three publishers taking a number of my books with them 
The covers of my surviving books are in the flash presentation on the right and you can read about them on their individual pages. (See the navigation bar at the bottom of the page) They all have strong romantic themes, but their details are taken from a life lived close to the cutting edge. The reviewers like them and it seems I'm building a fan base as well.
I hope you'll join me as I push deeper into my imagination, but the sun is setting and we must hurry...

What's Happening Now?
 
I'm collaborating with the Director on the screenplay for the full feature film of "The Widow-Maker" and my learning curve is nearly vertical as I switch from writer to storyteller, re-evaluating every aspect of the story and learning to tell it in a new medium. It's fascinating and I'm having a ball condensing the story into 120 pages of screen play, identifying the essential story points of Lexie's battle with the demons of her past as she matures and grows to meet the challenges of falling in love with a man who does dangerous things. I even made a pun to the Director the the motorcycle called the Widow-Maker was only the vehicle for Lexie's journey to maturity. I'm not sure how he took it because he's in Brisbane and I'm in Melbourne and the screenplay bounces back and forth between us electronically (He probably just groaned and carried on).


After sitting on my top bookshelf for a month, I took down the initial draft of "Coasting" and read it through, marking up the areas that needed re-working. The second draft is finished now and I'm working my way through it to ensure its continuity and flow.(It always amazes me how much changes between drafts)

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