Another World

It was my 17th birthday when our 120-foot brigantine Eye of the Wind arrived at Green Island. Aside from the occasional supply boat from the New Guinea mainland, this old WW2 dock had seen no other visitors from the outside world for almost five years now. As we...

Where it all began…

So how did I become a writer? That’s a simple enough question and, as I suspect it is with most writers, with a not-so-simple answer attached. I can still recall the precise moment, when I was only 16 years old, that I decided that this is what I wanted to be. It was...