Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Finding Redemption on a Gold Coast Beach ???


The paperback edition of Redemption Towers is now available.

In the early nineties I sat in my small apartment on a Gold Coast Beach and wrote a book that brought me back to life.

I was a young teacher who had just spent months in breast cancer treatment, was unsure whether I would be reemployed and had a new mortgage. Life was somewhat dark.

So I created the larger than life characters of Redemption Towers.

These characters were very naughty, and very colorful but they also had the resilience and strength to find a redemption that also became my own.


An Exert from `Redemption Towers'
" LET THE GAMES BEGIN

He was drowning, drowning, drowning, no air, no escape. Tim Murphy thrashed desperately against the waters entombment. There was no way out, he succumbed to the inky blackness. His youth, life, promise lost to the swirling surf.

He woke covered in sweat, his heart beating at a dangerous rate. How many times had he had this dream? Why couldn’t he escape? It had been thirty years.

He felt a hand on his back. “You having a nightmare?”

Kim he had forgotten she was here. Sixty kilograms of oversexed silicone and twenty three. Now she was awake she would be wanting more action, he really was getting passed all this. Thank God Elizabeth would be back tomorrow. Kim’s repertoire apart from her magnificent appendages had proved more enthusiasm than skill. Not that his wife gave a damn who he went with, but Kim wouldn’t be clever enough to work that out.

“I’m just going to the bathroom for a minute.” Kim proprietorially wrapped herself in Elizabeth’s silk house gown and padded across the plush carpet, passed the raised spa bath to the ensuite.

She was back in a few minutes smelling heavily of Elizabeth’s newest perfume and emanating an energy which meant at least another hour of solid action for Tim. Well at least she would do the work, he lay there wishing for his sleep and letting his thoughts wander.

Would he ever be able to get rid of the guilt, the dream? Perhaps he should see a shrink? No, that couldn’t change the events and why entrust someone else with the knowledge? At present the lips of those who knew were well and truly sealed.

It was best to go on as he was, living his life so fully there was never time for the images to surface. The man driven by so much drive and ambition his name was now a household word, his wealth and properties legendary. A man for whom the Kim’s of the world were just another temporary bedroom decoration.

She was on top of him now, her youthful energy pounding away with such enthusiasm he had soon reached the state of oblivion he craved.

Exhausted he fell gratefully into a sleep too deep to be haunted by dreams."

Also available as an eBook on all devices.


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