Sex and Survivor . . .
Sometimes I wonder how far I would go in the effort to understand physical and mental emotion in a given circumstance for my writing. I’ve snorkelled, body-surfed, kayaked and sailed in fairly unfriendly seas, ridden horses at pace through hill and dale, drunk too much, drunk not enough. I’ve stood on the edge of enormous heights and felt threatened by vertigo, I’ve held my breath and dived as deep as I can to see what it feels like. I’ve tasted food I hated and retched with it. Gad, I’ve even used a drop toilet! And everyone knows that living in Australia, one is always aware of the nasties: sharks, jellyfish, redback spiders, funnelweb spiders, jackjumper ants, snakes! It’s a mean old world out there!