I’m getting ancient.
My children bless their hearts, call me the Chief Wrinkly.
And that made me think, obscurely, about achievements in my life.
I wrote my first book about 20 years ago when I had just completed a development project in Sri Lanka and was awaiting my new assignment. I was living on the edge of a huge coconut estate, and indeed my garden was three acres of mostly coconut trees. There was a family of miner birds living in a hole in one tree on the edge of the small lawn in front of the house, and there was a verandah overlooking the lawn so that my breakfast was frequently taken on that verandah.
I used to tempt the miner birds onto the lawn by placing most of an overripe papaya fruit on the lawn. Miner birds are great squabblers, and love papaya, and made a lot of noise as they competed to gobble as much of the papaya as they could.
The book? I didn’t get that one published until 2014, just three years ago. Since then I have written and published another 30 novels. I can’t claim best seller status, but I did get a few good reviews, so please have a look at my website:
You can also find my books on Amazon and Smashwords: