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Since as far back as my childhood, I have had an affinity for writing, but for half of my fifty-plus adult years, I was first and foremost a sailor in my heart and head. That said, between the ages of 22 and 66, I did have careers as an educator and an HR executive, in which I endured rather than excelled. Life demands (think acquiring financial resources) ultimately diminished the time and money I could devote to sailing, but as I left the physical realm of the sea and sailboats, I began to escape more and more into my writing.
The story of Bill and Bambi that plays out in A Gentleman Writer’s Quartet is certainly born of the world of characters that has comprised the stew that is my subconscious mind, but the seed of Bill’s and Bambi’s story was born in 1982, when I first heard, and then listened to again and again (including moments before composing this post), this song (click link to play original video): Southern Cross
As I began to play (in my role as a Gentleman Writer) with story ideas, I kept going back to the notion being communicated in the lyrics written by Stephen Stills, Rick Curtis, and Michael Curtis …
Got out of town on a boat goin’ to Southern islands
Sailing a reach before a followin’ sea
She was makin’ for the trades on the outside
And the downhill run to Pape’ete
Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas
We got eighty feet of the waterline nicely making way
In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you
But on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away
Think about how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me larger voices callin’
What Heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten …
In researching for this post 40 years after I first heard Still’s lyrics, I discovered that what Stills had intended to convey has always been at the root of my fascination with sailing: “It’s about using the power of the universe to heal your wounds.”
For me, that is what sailing has always been about—healing my wounds—and now, when sailing is not a tangible possibility for me, the notion of moving about the surface of the seas by exploiting the sun-driven power of wind is still powering my imagination—the power of the Universe—as fresh and powerful as it was the first time I experienced the sheer joy of it in 1975 …
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