Thanks Fitz - and everyone else - for the generous feedback.
The shift to Awoonga (I've kept my house on Bribie for when I might have to go back to bream and whiting) affords more time to write amid a quieter atmosphere. The guiding gets busy and sometimes gets really tough with first timers, but most end up with their fish.
I'm working on a novel - time to go out into the literary mainstream. About barra, bulldust, sex, drugs, rock 'n roll, bent cops, a poofter priest, a little aussie battler, leb crims who wear boxing gear but can't fight for shit, and a fallen
angel.
It'll take most of 08 to finish but so far I'm very happy about the development of characters and pace of the plot and sub-plots.
On the fish front - the hatchery crew did some recent electro-fishing in the timber at the back of Everagh Creek, stunning some nice jacks in the sticks. Sounds like a pretty good lead, eh. If ever they were to take over a neighbourhood it'd be in the heavy sticks. I think we'll hear a bit more about the Red Rambo.
PS Family news? Another little Fitz?