This Thanksgiving we are celebrating from a gorgeous cruise ship, the Celebrity Edge, in a very different sort of holiday. Normally we spend Thanksgiving at home with family, a fancy meal, tree decorating, football, and perusing the internet for interesting shopping deals.
After a year of job shifts, family health adventures, and lots of change (both good and bad), it’s nice to take a break from everything, including our traditional celebration.
Of course, with two kids demanding attention from their parents now that our time with them is uninterrupted, I wouldn’t call anything truly restful about this trip. However, seeing what catches their eyes and finding things to show them that make their hearts thrill or glow are also things to be grateful for. I need to take a moment and appreciate them instead of being frustrated at my inability to ever complete a single sentence in conversation without being interrupted.
So this Thanksgiving, I want to concentrate on the blessings of family, good health, and opportunity. I hope you do the same.
On Saturdays, you can check out a snippet from my latest writing efforts. All excerpts are copyrighted. This text from my writing is first draft, unedited, and may not appear in the final work.
This is another scene of the new Stargazer Conservatory novel I’m working on, “Bonds of Iron.” As promised, Kai and Maryn make a reappearance.
Parisa smiled weakly. “[…] I leapt off the ship and […] planned to hitch a ride with anyone who would take me. Rand and his friends happened to be leaving.”
“That’s incredible,” Maryn breathed. “I’m a mermaid and I’m not sure I would have dared a dive like that.”
“Right, because you’re not desperate, or a thrill-seeker,” Kai pointed out, his tone warning her not to try it. “That dive could break your neck, never mind that you’re a mermaid. It’s one thing to dive that deep once you’re in the water, but the change from air to water affects the rate at which different parts of your body decelerate.”
“You dove from what deck?” Requine asked, returning to the original subject.
Rand was curious too—he’d never pressed Parisa for the details. […] Based on what Kai said, what she did was incredibly risky. She was lucky to be alive. Imagine being so close to her and having never met her. The thought sent a chill down Rand’s spine […]. His hands twitched involuntarily, seeking contact. Trying to be nonchalant, Rand leaned against the table next to her, his leg brushing hers and he stretched out.
“One of my friends helped knot some sheets and tie them to one of the lifeboats. I climbed onto the lifeboat, used the sheets to lower myself as far as I could toward the water, then dropped in feet first. We calculated it was about a two-story drop…”
Disclaimer: Do not try this at home or on a cruise ship. Teacup Publishing does not accept any liability for the act described or any attempt to do something similar.
We are putting the finishing touches on a cruise trip plan, and I couldn’t help doing some research on how high the decks really are. This is a surprisingly difficult detail to find online. Obviously I have no interest in jumping off a cruise ship, but recent stories in the news talk about the fatalities and injuries experienced by people who have fallen, either deliberately or accidentally.
Of course, Parisa’s daring escape violates all kinds of safety codes, but I wanted to make it believable that she could have succeeded. I did a little bit of research on the right way to dive from a great height.
Amusingly, a lot of the guidance I found talked about how successful Rose and Jack might have been doing something similar during the sinking of the Titanic. Cruise ships today are much larger than the Titanic, so what might have worked for Rose and Jack might not work under similar situations today. Oh, and obviously, they wouldn’t have been trying to save their lives in such a manner if there were enough lifeboats, as there are today. Anyway, I digress.
The first piece of advice for amateurs diving from height was—duh—get as low to the water as you possibly can. If the distance Parisa dove really was two stories, her likelihood of injury from the dive itself lowers considerably. The other advice was not to dive head-first, for the reasons Kai described above.
I guess this falls under the category of the weird stuff writers research for their books. I just hope our cruise line doesn’t have an inside track to my browsing history.