And so I started a new story, a novelette that’s supposed to be the first in a series.
I already discussed this project in the past – a series about the adventures of a lone character moving around the Mediterranean in a small sailing ship called The Corsair (or Le Corsaire, French-like).
I have started and stopped dozens of times – despite detailed outlines and tons of research material.
But today I needed to write, to get the gears in motion.
It felt like a good idea, starting something new on my birthday.
And while I was waiting in line at the supermarket, the right idea came to me, and I saw where my story should start. Continue reading

