I've risen to the surface of writing after many months buried in our home renovation project. Moved in and mostly settled, the work and costs of renovating the home are dribbling to an end like the leaks I fixed.

Not long after we moved in, New Zealand faced a dark cloud of evil. The tragedy of many innocent lives stolen by a twisted man were soon followed by blue skies opening with human compassion. In a country with an enlightened woman leader, the nation mourns together for the victims and loved ones. Our innocence as a peaceful nation surrounded by the Pacific is shattered, but not broken. Love must prevail.

During the shelter building time, my novel Dream Walker has waited patiently for the creator. Happy to say DW is not entirely neglected by the parent. Early in 2019 I changed hats from home builder to writer and drove to Auckland for a personal meeting with an Oscar winning producer of feature films. Our long meeting together had the ease of a good friendship. In New Zealand style it was courteous and unpretentious. Time flew. We grasped hands like we'd be meeting again. I drove back home with moving moments of another life for Dream Walker.

"What did you like most, the book or the film?"