Once the idea for the book was permanently fixed in my mind, I opened my word document page, placed my hand on the key board and didn't move a finger, a muscle, a nerve ending, but stared straight on to the computer screen. Yikes. (and a few other choice words went through my mind).
OK,OK. How does one start to write a book? For me, I decided, its music and nature and the music of nature. Chapter one, a journey across the ocean. I slipped my compact disc of Masters and Commanders(music of seafaring film classics), Eric Kunzel and the Cincinnati Pops Orchestra into my 'boom box'. Yes, I still have one. I don't like 'ear buds'. It's powerful stuff. As with all things I say and do, I cranked it up.
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