![]() ![]() They become involved with an older couple and are dragged into emotional waters deeper than they might ever have expected but it is the earlier passages, their negotiations with wind and wave, that work best, because they have such lived particularity. This time, the book he was writing wouldn’t work, and he was beginning to feel desperate, when “I got sideswiped from another direction”, by Breath - a tale of two boys, their surfboards and the danger they are willing to court in order to feel less ordinary in order to catch those elusive moments of grace. And then you turn around and ride it, in the form of a story.” ![]() As a writer, you roll up to the desk every day, and then you sit there, waiting, in the hope that something will come over the horizon. It’s a lovely thing, feeling that momentum. And eventually, when they show up, you turn around and ride that energy to the shore. ![]() But you are expecting that the result of a storm over the horizon, in another time zone, usually, days old, will radiate out in the form of waves. And it’s quite pleasant, sitting in the water waiting. “Writing a book is a bit like surfing,” he said. A few weeks ago, trying to explain why the book he should have been talking about in front of a genteel audience in Windsor never happened, Tim Winton reached, apologetically, for a surfing metaphor. ![]()
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