The novel is called ‘False Bay.’ I have just completed chapter five, out of eight – first draft, of course, and once I have the whole thing laid out before me, I know there will be some tailoring to be done, some cutting and rearranging, some cleaning up and paring down. But it is feeling good – for the first time, after how many false starts over the many, many years since I knew, as a child, that I had to be a writer, I have a novel in my sights, in my reach and very much in my bones.

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