Dear Reader, how I treasure your sticking with me on the road to publication. I learned this month I’m a semi-finalist in the Genesis Contest for unpublished authors. How delightful to receive an evening phone call from a contest organizer. (They don’t call you when you lose!)
It’s been three months today since we set sail with Captain TAT. The boys-a are becoming men-ya. There have been no fistfights in over a week, and we’ve had no deaths, despite the two who went overboard in shark-filled waters.
I must be quick! I had planned to ask you, “How far would you go for the woman of your dreams?” But unfortunately, that sentinel question will have to wait. I’ve been a bad dad.