The last few boxes are almost packed, and after four years of being immersed in the setting of Kings Beach, it is time to move on, both figuratively and literally. But when one season ends, another is always waiting in the winds to take its place. And, that thought has me excited.
Early in 2008 my wife and I sold our house in the suburbs of Brisbane and left behind a life that had just become too busy, opting instead for a change of scenery and the taste of salt air we found in Caloundra on Queensland's Sunshine Coast. In chasing the same idealistic sea-change that I had so keenly championed with my second novel A Walk Before Sunrise, I soon would soon learn that fiction and non-fiction are indeed very different neighbours. Eventually, it seems we figured it all out. And the highs and lows along the way simply became prime material for novel number three, Last Wish of Summer.
With Last Wish of Summer now released, it seems the sun has set on an amazing period of change in my life, much like the dramatic way that summer came to an end in my book. While my immediate task at hand is moving house, again, my goal is to have a re-write of A Walk Before Sunrise completed and in the hands of my publisher by September this year. Now I have already touched on the reasons why I felt this was necessary in a previous article, why Byron Bay has got to go, but a change of address this time around perhaps better presents the opportunity to once more tap into the whole sea-change thing, especially now that I have the experience to know what works and what doesn't. Kings Beach in Caloundra has been kind to me during the whole process of writing a novel while juggling the responsibilities that come with raising a family and fending off everything that life can throw at someone who has set off on a quest to find inner peace. Throughout the time I spent writing Last Wish of Summer, Kings Beach became a close friend. A stretch of sand on a sea of positive energy. And while my focus now turns to my next project, in a different place and season, it will never be more than a few pages away.
So where exactly am I headed? I'll let that remain a bit of a mystery for now. Beyond September is a whole new chapter waiting to be discovered. Another season perhaps, and the opportunity to travel. One secret I've discovered four years after successfully completing a sea-change is this; why should it take until our retirement years to discover that the best address of all is to finally not be tied to the one address. It's a whole big country out there, and beyond that is an even wider world. That's plenty to write about.


