I´ve been invisible for about 10 months for a good reason. I´ve needed to be focussed in order to finish my second novel. It is done. At 13:45 on Monday the 11/05/09 I came to end of a paragraph that said to me you are finish. I said ¨no... since last November there were things I knew needed to be said and they aren´t said yet¨. The paragraph said ¨NO... THIS IS IT, YOU ARE FINISHED¨. After a little more arguing with the story and novel and my intuition who all took the paragraph´s side I gave in and it was done, second my novel finished.

Conceived as a fantasy I might like to to try five years ago, runaway from for 2 or 3 years, like the unresolved sexual tension in an American TV show, finally committed to 2 years ago. After much struggle with my own unwillingness to be what I can be, 10 months ago I went into labour - which included turning off the Internet. Of course the birth of a child is only the beginning of the journey. Now there is proof-reading and editing - the humbling confrontation with imperfection of the most human kind (well actually true parenthood is the real lesson in humility).

Anyway... I need intelligent readers. Any volunteers???

Need people who will bravely tell me the truth. a thousand words or less.

let me give you the outline:

86,500+ words, about 300pages (Depending on the layout).

story summary (as per a yet to design back cover)
It the story of an abused boy is rescued by an Aboriginal Elder taken to the bush to healed and taught to be a magic man - a man of light.

The abusing father is the local cop. The boy´s mother died two year ago. Is the Elder a ghost? Is the whole experience real??? How many different ways of being real are there? When cultures clash is it realities that collide? Is it different was of being a man that collide? In the end the boy must face his father to the old man (and his culture and magic) who protected him.

If this interests you please contact me through the comments below.