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By David Grant

A humorous short story about a group of young people who like looking at each other and how they get to know each other!
 

• Language: English
• Publisher: David Grant
• Release date: Oct 4, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393848226

David Grant

David Grant. A biographical history of how I came to writing. I am a visual artist. Bodies on the Line is a visual art project which I started over 10 years ago. It was featured in FRINGE WORLD in 2015 and 2017. The project featured charcoal drawings of everyday people in Perth. While posing, models often discussed and talked about just about anything that came into their mind. This included religion, politics, philosophy and especially life and the people of Perth. These thoughts were written on the actual paintings by the model and also in notebooks. The notebooks were later made into printed copies. It soon became clear to me that life in Perth had its own flavour. Relationships seemed to be very problematic. Taking this source of material I decided to write a novel on Perth life. This is where the Judy Dosh series began. It features the lives of a group of imaginary people and their struggles to get on with life and each other.

Book preview

Chapter 1

Myra walked slowly down Ferguson Street before crossing Allen Street to get to the footpath heading to the beach. She wasn't going to the beach at the moment but she would walk along the path at the top of the beach. Suddenly she stopped! Very happy with a herself! She had crossed Allen Street and read the name without

thinking of him! That was a big breakthrough!

She had been trying to get him off her mind. They had broken up for over 8 months but still she couldn't completely break with him.

So this was a good thing she was getting over him! At last!

She wandered down the path looking out to sea as she walked. 20 kilometres to the West lay Rottnest Island one of her favourite places. She often went there for a break and get away from life. It was very peaceful on the island. And she loved the isolation and solitude it gave one.

She felt a bit of the same solitude and isolation on the coast at South Cottesloe.

She strolled down the path looking at the beach below. It was as if she was at the top of a cliff looking down. While she was standing there she noticed a man coming out of the water and collecting his towel from behind the rocks. She moved slightly to the left so that her body would be hidden from his view. Then she stood and watched. She realised that what she