What does it mean when a cruiser’s sailing blog slips into silence? Sometimes, the sailor is busy sailing. He can’t write, because he’s at sea.
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Fine, this won’t surprise the networking gurus, but as I commented this morning on a post over at Writer Unboxed called “Networking for the Cowardly
In my last post, I wondered about tribes and finding one. Perhaps that sense of isolation came from so many years as a gypsy cruiser
That fellow’s pointing at me. He’s a marketing guru (I’m sure), and he says that my next job is to make scads of social
Tadie Longworth wouldn’t stop poking at me. She was tired of her quiet, monochromatic life and all those breezeless days. I could sympathize. After all,
Just a quick note to tell you that another of my stories is a semi-finalist in the Genesis contest. Can’t tell you which. Can’t mention
Now that Sea Venture and her crew are hanging around the Beaufort area more often than not, we’ve volunteered to become a cruising station for
I must say, once the Lewmar head honcho in England got involved, folk jumped. We received the new motor within days (all the way from
I’m a sailor — temporarily land bound — and I write stories of women who sail. Some of them sail small boats, some large ones.
Someone in the know recently said that few publishers want stories set in foreign lands. To fit in, I must be careful of the truth,