Her river twists about the suburbs of Brisbane a thousand times before the water reaches the open waters of Moreton Bay.
Geologists say this is the reason Brisbane may be presiding over the oldest river in the world.
I don’t care how old her river is. I love my hometown girl, Brisbane, just the same.
I’ve spent many years teaching photography students how to take the best of our lady’s form. From those century-old Banyan Figs in Brisbane’s heart to the postcard sunrises along Nudgee Beach, her shape and texture are things made of wonderment and splendour.
In 2005, I stepped away from the camera to begin a new and exciting writing project about photography. This was to become a novel. I used what I learned behind the viewfinder to develop an entirely new narrative. (No, it’s not another war correspondent story!)
Combining the elements of photography, Brisbane, its sub-tropical thunderstorms and the laid back outdoor lifestyle was a pleasant change and challenge. What came out of me was a thriller.
SEETHINGS follows the story of a photographer with a desire to take a perfect picture of night lightning.
It sounds like a simple premise: Get a photographer, give him a storm, have him take photos of it and then examine the photos. But life’s not that easy. Our protagonist is frustrated by the results. The images he takes continues to infuriate him.
Perfection is highly subjective. There’s always another way to compose a photograph, a better way to capture a storm’s light to get it just right.
It could be a flaw in the art or a shortfall in our artist’s skills. Compounding the issue is our photographer’s private life. The drama there never seems to end.
Our angst-fueled shutterbug hears an unusual growl at each storm. It’s enough to raise an eyebrow but not enough to terminate the shoots. After all, it could’ve been the wind.
It’s not until a news broadcast mentions a victim’s name does he begin to suspect anything. There’s also a link between this and the location of the body. It’s found in an area he’s recently taken his camera to.
So were the locations of the four other bodies that followed.
SEETHINGS isn’t about revenge.
Revenge is yet to come.
Creep you later,
Five women’s bodies are discovered after the nights of thunderstorms. Their spouses are suspected of the crimes, but it becomes clear that someone else is responsible. There’s no blood and few clues. A storm photographer who specializes in taking pictures of lightning may be the only witness.