We’re just shooting stars

After many years, my book We’re just shooting stars has now been published. This personal project, from which I’ve shared extracts here at different times, will, I hope, bring some joy and impact to those who read it.

As a thank you to supporters, it’s available for free until 6pm Christmas Eve in Australia (AEST – 5pm in Qld – check your time zone) or midnight 23 December Pacific Standard Time. Here’s the link on Amazon for downloading your ebook. https://www.amazon.com.au/Were-just-shooting-stars-Darkness-ebook/dp/B0CQDPCKPY/ Cover price reverts to $4.99 after this.

Here’s an extract to celebrate, which is a moment in the book from which the eventual name comes (it had some other iterations!).

Looking skyward again, he caught a glimpse of stars, then a shooting star, and a thin crescent of moon. He remembered years of camping alone under these same stars, running from anger and fear and he realised the tangle of his life also included the Aboriginal people he’d met, the bonds made in childhood, how he couldn’t lose a sense of loss and guilt. He though of Yarri and wondered if he was alive out there somewhere, wandering too. If so, was he alone as well? And Faith, who had somehow done something to his heart with just a look. What had become of her? The three of them, he thought, we were just shooting stars, bright flashes against darkness, forever caught in a moment. He felt their loss keenly, like beauty seen only once and then lost.

I finished a novel and didn’t notice

I’ve been stealing moments to write my first novel for so long now that when I wrote the last scene I was caught unawares.

Tidying up some spelling and rushed typing I saved the file and then noticed that the pressure to go on, to finish, had gone.

Then I realised. That was it. The place I had always planned to end had been reached. It was over.

So I immediately began re-reading and re-writing….

While the breadth of the novel is complete, the depth and dimension no doubt will require some work.

And in the end, who knows if anyone but me will read it.

Not to worry, I don’t care.

Still, I did submit it to a publisher today.

If you are interested to know more, leave a comment, I could be enticed to share a few details from my secret life of writing.

I’d say 100 comments might be enticing enough….