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imageSedgwick has written a story in four parts that can be read in any order, so the author says…one section written in verse, one about witch hunts, another set in a mental asylum in the nineteen hundreds and one set in the future. ¬†How does it pull together as a cohesive whole, is the question. And the answer?

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Simple living has a lot to recommend it…freedom for a start!!!

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Being an Indie author comes with a price. In order to take back one’s soul one must define what really matters. My freedom is what matters to me…but I’ll miss my pool, dishwasher and tropical palm fringed beach. Well, I can still camp on the beach:))

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And my vege patch…

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A lot of what I read online about writing stories focuses on churning out novels every few months and that the best form of marketing is writing more books.

It’s an interesting thought and one that I ponder as I pack for my latest research trip. In this age of frenetic writing should I just stay at home and google the information I need? Worse, youtube it?

Is the idea of the research trip, of hitting the road and walking in the steps of my characters, a quaint overhang of a bygone era?

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I’m at the historic Malanda Hotel on the Atherton Tablelands in Far North Queensland where my heroine meets her betrothed (he is but a short term hero as I kill him off eventually).

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The occasion is the arrival of the railway in 1911.

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As I stand in the echoing emptiness of what was once the  ballroom of the hotel I know that the decision to throw the kids and a tent in the car and head north to the Tablelands was the right one.

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i can already see my heroine dancing in the arms of her handsome beau, hear the swish of her crinoline frock as she sways in time to some inner waltz tune and feel the breeze drifting in from the balcony and hinting of the descent of another crisp Tablelands night – a night my heroine will always remember as the night she lost the only man she had ever truly loved.

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What are we doing to our kids? I arrive at school at 7.30am and already there are kids kicked back on the concrete like they’d always been there. I leave at 4.30pm and the quadrangle remains littered with student flotsam.

Are our schools places that inspire our kids to be all that they can be?

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it’s Saturday…the school holidays have begun…and our places of learning are silent.

But, without the camouflage of the everyday noises of a school day, their stories are exposed for all to see..

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