|After counting down the days for over three months, finally the day came that Lisa and Betty arrived on our little island of Roatan. They flew in on Valentine's Day and I told them ahead of time to expect the unexpected when you come to the island.
Well sure enough, torrential rainfall closed the Roatan airport literally as their plane attempted to land. We actually heard the roar of jet engines as the landing was attempted but it was an aborted landing, due to the zero visibility and a very short, single runway at our quaint little airport.
Our company was flown to Belize, where they landed and sat on the runway for an hour. John and I hung around the airport, trying to get information, not an easy feat in Roatan. Lisa told us later that the pilot announced over the radio that they would be making another "attempt" to land in Roatan. Geez, how many attempts are they going to have to make, she wondered at the time.
Finally the plane landed and we ferried the girls out to the east end of the island to our little town of Oak Ridge. A stop at BJs was necessary while John baled the water from the boat and we waited for the heavy rain to stop. A second baling was necessary before we finally made it home and unloaded bags and girls on to a foot wide dock in the boat house with two excited dogs running around their feet.
"You mean we have to get in this boat every time we go somewhere?" Betty asked. Lisa had told me she didn't like boats and that first day I'd have to say she was right. By about day 4 I told someone that Betty didn't like boats and she piped up "I DO NOW".
So living here with us in WaterWorld for a week, we made a boater out of Betty and an islander out of Lisa, who I keep expecting to get a call from telling us to meet her at the airport. Oh yeah, she'll be back.
The Captain taxied and ferried us about the island all week and waited patiently while we laid on beaches and beside pools and shopped etc etc. He spoiled us with his great cooking and we enjoyed a whirlwind week.
I guess we played too hard because we both came down with a cold/flu and spent the next week recuperting. We're finally back to normal, well normal for someone who lives here in Roatan that is. Now that we are back to our regualar quiet routine, which is quite different than the busy, social week we enjoyed with Lisa and Betty, the fact that I have not found a publisher for my book yet is beginning to plague me.
What to do? Persist finding a publisher and/or literary agent, waiting month after month for a stream of rejection letters with the hope that one day I'll find "the one" or to self publish, to create an e book and market it myself. I just don't know what to do.
So if anyone reading this can help, if you are or know a publisher or literary agent, please help to bring "The Captain's Log - Diamond Lil Does the Loop" to life. I miss writing it and reading it and can't wait to share it with you.