Without The Oceans There Would Be No

Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Go Back In The Water.

The Fish Was An Enemy. It Had Come Upon The Community And Killed Two Men, A Woman, And A Child. The People Of Amity Would Demand The Death Of The Fish. They Would Need To See It Dead Before They Could Feel Secure Enough To Resume Their Normal Lives.

Writing Is Sweat And Drudgery Most Of The Time. And You Have To Love It In Order To Endure The Solitude And The Discipline.

You're Gonna Need A Bigger Boat.

Fascinations Breeds Preparedness, And Preparedness, Survival.