Going Aloft, Chapter 26

The End. Such a permanent little sentence, isn't it? One often imagines it as the closing of a book, a final moment of quiet pause before it returns to the dusty dry shelf. But books, while they may imitate life, aren't life. Stories end, but life keeps on going along (or aloft, if you'd like). … Continue reading Going Aloft, Chapter 26

Going Aloft, Chapter 24

There are times in life when, no matter how hard you try, you just can't seem to make it work. You are reminded, forcibly and sometimes painfully, of your true position relative to the eddies and whirlpools of larger life, of the interconnectedness of everything. How delicate the balance of forces on both sides. How … Continue reading Going Aloft, Chapter 24

Going Aloft, Chapter 23

In this chapter we are whisked away into the wildness of the Lucayan night by our new friend, Josh, a Canadian fellow schooner sailor we met at the boatyard in Freeport. There is drinking and merriment on this page, to be sure, but there is also something darker: the faint echo of prejudice, a leftover remnant of … Continue reading Going Aloft, Chapter 23

Going Aloft, Chapter 22

Boatyard, as defined in the yellowing pages of my Webster's New World dictionary, is a noun which means "a place where boats are built and repaired." This is mostly true, but of course a real boatyard serves a larger purpose than that. It's a gathering place for people and vessels from all over the world, … Continue reading Going Aloft, Chapter 22

Water Dwellers: Essay in Salt Magazine

It is my pleasure to announce that my inaugural On the Water column comes out in this month's issue of Salt Magazine, Wilmington's own art and literary publication. In it, I profile the wandering souls who pass through our harbor at Wrightsville Beach on transient boats. In the process of doing research I got to … Continue reading Water Dwellers: Essay in Salt Magazine