I first read this book ten years ago, and since then I've reread it twice. The first time I read it, I thought it was the most amazing book ever. I cancelled everything just so I could sit and read undisturbed. I felt lost when I finished it. The second and third times I read it, I guess I recognized that the writing was a little wooden and melodramatic. But hey, who cares? It's still an experience to read it. I ususally hate big rambling sagas, but this is fantastic storytelling, and demands to be read quickly and compulsively. Incidentally, the last time I read it, i was actually living in Australia, and I found that it really captured the look and feel of the New South Wales bush. I'm sure my dog-eared edition will be read many more times - I only wish that I could read it for the first time again!