Predators

Just read a book review:

http://greenskeptic.blogspot.com/2008/07/review-where-wild-things-were-by.html

The reviewer, Scott Edward Anderson, made a bold statement:

Until you've experienced the fear, adrenaline rush, and deep respect you feel in close proximity with a large predator, you haven't really lived.

I can't say I'm a big fan of "until you've done X, you haven't really lived" statements, but I do kind of like this one.  I think there really truly might be something a little bit different about life after thinking you're about to get eaten by something big and maybe hungry. 

I had a couple of shark moments and a couple of croc moments while working on Big Mama, and it is true that surviving gives you some new appreciation for existence.  Nothing like a good scare to yank you right back into the moment and remind you you're breathing and thinking and enjoying all your senses.

Plus, no better stories to tell than shark and crocodile stories.  Heaps of space for your audience's imagination.  Heaps of opportunity to angle it in wild directions.