Yup, that’s my life for a few days. Walk the beach and pick up whelks, then work on my outline, then walk the beach and pick up whelks, then work on my outline, etcetera. It’s a rough life! It’s cold and clear here on Topsail Island and the beach is bejeweled with the biggest shells I’ve ever had the joy of seeing outside a store. I also found this cool vertebrae that belonged to a . . . I have no idea.
The Island has its cute little holiday lights up on the lightpoles. Mermaids, seahorses, palm trees, starfish, sailboats, turtles, reindeer and so much more. Very simple, but they really stand out on the dark, nearly deserted island.
One thing I know for sure about the book I’m outlining: it’s going to need a new title. I’ve been calling it The Waif, but to avoid having different titles in different English speaking markets (see my last post to understand the importance of this!), I need a title that will have more universal appeal and sound more contemporary. So John and I are brainstorming and soon I’ll be asking you all for your help, too.
It’s nearly time for bed. I can’t wait to get up early again tomorrow morning to see what gifts the sea has left for us!