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, May 29, 2009

Rain, Rain, Rain, Fog, Fog, Fog: The Good News? My Son, Eli, Joined Us

Eli Arrives
We're still on hold up here, on the boat on Long Island. The big, slow weather system that is plaguing us East Coast sailors with fog and wind and rain is hanging over the boat like a personal grudge.

The great news, though, was that yesterday, my son Eli, a yacht captain out in San Diego, showed up on the dock here--complete surprise. Hadn't seen him since last November when I sailed to Mexico with him on his boat. Wonderful stuff.

This morning we got up at 5:00, had our coffee and breakfast, got our foul weather gear on and went out to finish up the final chores. Then it really started raining (cats and dogs, dogs and cats) and we came back down below, took off our foulies, and are now sitting here waiting for the promised fair-weather change that should arrive this afternoon. Johnny finished setting up the GPS for our first leg, and Eli got on the weather radar, and I'm writing this--in short, killing some time.

We're scoping out the forecast and hoping (against hope), that this muck breaks up and blows away. We do plan on getting underway this afternoon for the first anchorage near Orient Point on the tip of the north fork of Long Island.

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