Vaka’etu, Vava’u

Vaka'etu, Vava'u - one family's paradise. Vaka'etu is a small island in Vava'u, one of the three groups of islands that form the Kingdom of Tonga. Vava'u is the northern most of the three groups and is comprised of 70 islands, only 17 of which are inhabited. In Polynesia it is told that the islands were created by the god Maui, who caught the bottom of the sea with his magic hook, fished up, and left on the sea surface what became the islands of…

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Tools

Tools, and what that means to you. Tools, what does the word conjure in your mind? Is it a set of metric spanners, a garden rake and fork, or perhaps scales, mixing bowls and spoons. We are surrounded by tools, filled with tools, and our minds use tools all the time to make sense of what is around us, to find a solution to a problem or a path to a desired goal. I've always loved tools, both physical tools, hand tools, and…

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Learning

  Today I'll leave you with a classic track witch touches on learning.   [amazonad] Thanks for stopping by. I hope you're enjoying these A to Z Challenge posts, and that you'll call in again tomorrow. Until then, happy reading and blogging.     If you want to catch up on some great blogs, check out some of the others on the A to Z Challenge

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The Voyage of The NaNoWriMo

I’d seen the word, the name, but knew nothing about it. It was a mention on another author’s blog—+MJ Bush, I think—that caused me to look at what it is; what NaNoWriMo meant. NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) is an annual writing challenge. The goal is to write a 50,000-word novel—or 50,000 words of a novel— in only 30 days. It seems like a tall order to average 1660 words a day. Being cripplingly introvert, my normal instinct is to close the…

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Heather – Against All Odds

I considered changing the title of this novel to 'Against All Odds'. Not due to the content—although in one way it does reflect the theme—but due to the string of events that slowed, and at times inhibited, progress, and then ultimately obstructed my efforts to publish. It is now three and half years since I left Australia in pursuit of a lifestyle that would facilitate writing. From the quiet comfort of Tamborine Mountain, I recalled that period of my life when I was…

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Writing In The Gulf of Panama

Some days it feel as if years have passed since I have been at sea, yet in reality it has been just a few months. This morning, as I warmed up for my days work with a third coffee, I looked at the track of my last voyage to see where I was last year on this day. I was three days out of Archipelago De Las Perlas, and one hundred and twenty miles west of Buenaventura, Colombia. I was fighting a…

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Lessons amongst the waves

It was windy here in Odenwald yesterday. We walked through the thick pine forests in the late afternoon, protected from the wind and enduring the light rain. I was glad not to be at sea. Last year at this time I was getting ready to transit the Panama Canal. After that transit, came one of the most arduous sails I've ever experienced. I'll not bore you with the details, but for those interested there's more here. When I moved ashore last November,…

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You have to live it up before you can write it down.

"Write what you know." unknown "You have to live it up before you can write it down." Robin Moore.   Those two lines are well known, but sometimes not so well understood. Write what you know is about more than remembering places and event. It is about recalling your emotions and reactions, the reactions and words of others, taking your life experiences and grafting them into your writing. After three decades of 'living it up', it is now time for me to write it down. Not…

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When is enough enough?

When is enough enough? How often have we read that in writers and editors blogs? I remember years ago sitting on a friends yacht, looking around at the interior and wondering when he was going to finish it. A clamp and a wire coat hanger held the single burner stove was in place. The three small draws from an old Singer sowing machine table formed the only closed storage. Piles of books and magazines were held in place by bungy cord. I…

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