Douglas Arvidson is a past winner of the WICE/Paris Transcontinental International Short Story competition. His short fiction has been published in Paris, Prague, and in literary magazines in the United States and he was recently invited to be a staff writer for the Prague Revue, a cutting-edge, online literary journal (http://bit.ly/1mMT6ZC). The novels in his fantasy series, The Eye of the Eye of Stallion, include The Face in Amber, The Mirrors of Castaway Time, and A Drop of Wizard's Blood. His new novel, Brothers of the Fire Star, was selected as a finalist in the ForeWord Reviews 2012 Book of the Year national awards and as a finalist in three categories in the 2013 New Mexico-Arizona Book Awards: Action Adventure Fiction, Historical Fiction, and Young Adult Fiction. It has become part of the pantheon of Pacific literature and is now included in school literature programs. Brothers of the Fire Star is an adventure story set in the Pacific during World War II and concerns two boys of different races and cultures who escape the island of Guam in a small sailboat when the Japanese army invades. They must then struggle to survive as they master the secrets of the ancient Pacific navigators. Appropriate for young adults as well as adult readers, Brothers of the Fire Star is available on Barnes & Noble, Amazon.com (http://amzn.to/1j3axVk) and Crossquarter.com. Visit the author's website: douglasarvidson.com



Friday, June 12, 2009

Thank You, The Donald (Trump) for Your (Expensive) Hospitality

Here our beautiful boat sits, with any luck at all, for the last night in the glow of Donald Trump's magnificence.

After four days at $90/day, with the addition of fog (Trump apparently can't control the weather--was he charging us for the fog?) the weather guessers are telling us we'll have ten knots from the north tomorrow, with moderately sunny skies. Good enough and good for us.
Today, my bro and it worked on the boat, and then took the jitney into the boardwalk. Such a place--a freak show, a sideshow, an all-American dream. We found what we wanted in, of all places, an Irish Pub, which brags wonderful portions of solid food and dark, welcoming, non-threatening decor with (unread?) books on the wall behind the bartender instead of mirrors. We ate, drank, and then walked down the boardwalk to the Trump Taj Mahal and, rather than gambling, took a nap in one of the spacious, dark lounge areas. Wonderful.
Then back here, to Trump's Marina, and the thrill of a rock n' roll band that is blasting at 140 db. Good luck sleeping tonight. But, we're up with the seagulls and slipping our dock lines, off for Cape May.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Doug & John - I just got back from losing You'll probably be gone by the time we get up tomorrow morning...it has been a pleasure having you as our neighbor for a couple of days. I'll keep up with the blog to make sure you get to Onancock OK. Hope you'll keep us with ours as we live the dream of doing the great circle loop.
    Good luck! We'll look you up if we're ever back in Onancock!
    Betsy Johnson...betsyrick@hotmail.com or www.betsyrick.com

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