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  • As you can tell, if you've noticed at all, my visits have been sporadic and sparse. I'm finally at the end of a long job of editing and re-writing bits of a short account by a friend about his experiences transporting military recruits to their basic training stations. It's full of pathos and jolly good stories, all within his Christian message. Just the right mix, and I say that from an objective point of view, since I am an anti-theist myself. Since my youth as a devout fundamentalist Christian gave me an understanding of the depth of his feeling, I was able to edit the book as he would want it, not from my own views. It was a really interesting experience. I would not have imagined having a foot in each "world" and feeling so totally comfortable doing it. Anyway the book is finished and ready to send to the publisher today. Look for it in a couple of weeks. "Sir, When Is Our Next Stop?" by Terry G. Susong

    But that wasn't what I meant by the title of this little piece. I'm partway through with my second novel for young folks from 10 to 99. I set up a contest for a title on my Beverly "SilverBee" Scofield page on FaceBook, though it hasn't raised a lot of interest. The story is fiction set on a real island, Tristan da Cunha, where a real event happened in 1961--the "extinct" volcano made a new cone right behind the only place big enough for settlement and caused the entire population to be evacuated. They spent three years in England until it was determined the island was safe for their return. Here's where my story begins--totally fiction from start to finish. A boy is thought to have drowned when a boat ferrying islanders out to a waiting ship overturns. The cone is growing and lava is approaching the beach. They search for the boy as long as they can, but the danger is increasing, and the parents are made to accept the inevitable and go on to the ship. The boy is alone with his dog, his donkey and the menace of the volcano on an island less than 30 miles around. I used a working title of "Volcano Boy," but I always meant to find a better one. And a search revealed many uses of the name, even a musical group. So, I have a quest to find a better title AND I need to finish this NOVEL! The prize for the name I select from the entries (or would it be more fair to draw? nah, I need to have the final say.)--the prize is a copy of the book when it is published (by the end of July, I hope).

    This was the weirdest story I've written on Cowbird, I think. (smile)
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