In my lifetime, I have not traveled as extensively as I would have liked, but I have traveled perhaps more than my fair share. Whenever someone has asked, “What's the most beautiful place you have ever been?” I have always answered, “Tahiti, and specifically the magic island of Bora Bora.”
I have also had more than my fair share of mistresses — inanimate floating objects made of fiberglass, wood, cloth and aluminum — all sailboats with names like Heather, Premier, Patriot, Makani Kai, Williwaw, Goblin, Spindrift, and Cherish. They were all ladies of one personality or another to which I devoted far too much time and money in payment for personal satisfaction. It would figure then that a sailing venue would form the basis for another book.
In late 2012 there was a great deal of speculation about the Mayan doomsday predictions — the world would end according to the Mayan calendar, or there would be great floods or other worldwide cataclysmic disasters. It made good news; it also made a good background for a time tested travel plot. The well known movies Brigadoon and Somewhere in Time and classic novels such as Lost Horizons and Gulliver's Travels have all captured the imaginations of adventurers and dreamers. I am both.
Out of these three topics came the reality, fantasy and hopefully your reading enjoyment for The Edge of Time, a story soaked in tropical ocean waters, trade winds, and romance.