Writing stop 30-09-2017

Today I drove west from Bridge of Cally, through some small villages including the world famous Dull, then found myself not lost, but not quite sure where I was -- but when it looks like this, who cares. I didn't get much written, but it was a spectacular place to stop and have a cuppa and catch my breath for a half-hour. Onward to Oban tomorrow, and a lunch of UK's best fish & chips.

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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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Feeding the muse on camel spleen sandwiches

I’ve just returned from a week in Fes, Morocco. Living in the Medina, with its two million people and 9400 streets could hardly be more different to my ‘normal’ life living on the edge of a small forest in Germany. This brief sojourn was in part to escape the cold of European winter, and also to feed the muse and get ideas flowing for the next book. Having spent much of the cold winter months writing, it was time to enjoy some…

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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 as…

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In Christchurch

It is Christmas eve, and we are in Christchurch, almost at the end of our brief tour of New Zealand. Tomorrow we fly to Sydney, for an even briefer tour of a small section of Australia. The past four weeks have passed in a blur of hills and fields, rivers and mountains. There can be no doubt that New Zealand is a scenically stunning country. Each day has taken us through or past inspiring natural sights. The kauri forests of the north…

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Panama to Nuku Hiva

It's been a while since I've written on here. I've been off-line for the past seven weeks whilst sailing from Panama to the Marquesas, in French Polynesia. I had planned to write something for the blog whilst underway, to share that experience of life at sea. However, as it turned out the passage was so all-consuming due to adverse weather, that I spent most of my free time sleeping, or at least semi-comatose. Leaving Panama in June immediately puts you behind the…

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