Susan Carter grew up in Sydney's West, but in a smaller town with plenty of bush on the outskirts. It made for a perfect playground - bush to hide in and explore, trees to climb. Great food for the imagination. She loved to draw, paint, play the guitar and recorder, and write stories. Sitting around the kitchen table with her brothers and sisters, either drawing or painting the object that her father placed in the middle of the table, or writing stories together. But life gets in the way of dreams, and all those fun things gave way to working and socialising, getting married and having a son,