Back in August I wrote a post about falling in love with a particular manuscript and that I was infinitely fearful that my little heart would be broken – as it usually is once I get further into a manuscript.
Well, I’m giddy to report that not only did that beloved manuscript hold up, but I just got back the signed contract the other day. Everyone, meet Kim Petersen – the object of my previous post and talented author of Charting the Unknown. Kim, everyone.
Kim’s story scratches my every literary itch, and I can’t wait to launch this book to readers in 2010. Kim’s story is about choices. In a way, it reminds me of The Bucket List – a dreadful movie, but a great idea. We all make little lists for ourselves when we’re young, stupid, and achingly idealistic, right? By the time I’m 40, I’ll have scaled Mt. Whitney, lunched with yaks, and written the Great American Novel.
Some lists are better than others. Well Kim and her husband stumbled across their old list they’d made when they first got married. After some tragedy and growing malaise, Kim’s discovery of that list seemed prophetic, and they set about fulfilling those promises.
The biggie on the list was to say, “Stuff it. Let’s get out of the rat race and sail the world on our homemade boat,” aptly named Chrysalis. Now I don’t know about any of you, but that takes no small amount of guts and faith – especially when you have two kids. But they did it.
And that’s the lovely part of this book; they did exactly what so many of us dream of doing. It’s so easy to allow all the white noise to distract us from our fears and all the things that really matter. How many of us make a conscious choice to quiet the white noise and confront ourselves honestly – warts and all – and do something daring and borderline insane?
There is a lot of trust one must place in their crew and themselves when there is no visible land for eight days. This journey put Kim in touch with her biggest fears in a place where she was incapable of outrunning them. How many of us can say that? It’s painfully easy to sweep all the gunk in our lives under a carpet. But when your carpet is clear, blue ocean, it takes on a whole new level of immediacy. Reading Kim’s story was a true privilege, and I knowthat once you are able to hold this beautiful book in your hands sometime next year, you’ll be glad you took my advice and kept the Kleenex box nearby.
Kim has a wonderful website that details all the aspects of how they pulled this off for four years – without killing each other.
In the meantime, it’s into the editing quarters. Avast, matey! And, Kim? Welcome aboard. The honor is mine.