Why I Write
A person’s life is not just dates and places. It’s a story.
Sure, I’m as fond as the next perfectionist of a carefully drawn genealogical chart and family tree, but as I trace the lines of my ancestry, stories are uncovered. Stories of convicts and colonists, soldiers and shipbuilders, missionaries and mothers.
Like my Grandma, I’m a storyteller.
I’m also an engineer, law grad, project manager and family historian. (I’ve never met a university course I didn’t like.)
I am writing a novel, based on the true story of my Nan’s journey as a child migrant in the 1920s. The story spans the globe, from an English village to outback Australia. It’s a story that has brought complete strangers to tears and long-lost family together.
If you’re here for the stories, read some now.