Hard Aground
Eight months after selling The Sea Shanti, we’re living in Morehead City, on a small strip of land on the coast of North Carolina. The water is less than six blocks in either direction. We’re as barely on land as we could be in some ways. Sometimes it feels like [...]
State of the Shanti, January 2021
It's been so long since I've written anything that I feel flummoxed facing this blank white space. I've abandoned Perilous and Sparks, my mid-century mavens, in...well, it's been so long since I've thought about them that I've forgotten where I left them. India, I think. My other writing projects have also [...]
Temporary Land-Lubbers
During the last wave of Gulf-bound tropical depressions, we grabbed our most precious belongings and temporarily moved into a motel on the far side of Biloxi’s back bay. […]
We’re Still Afloat
It has come to my attention that I have been (once again and even more notably) remiss in my updates. […]
We Are All Always Underway
Just before we began making passage, something sparked my interest in the Huguenot Refuge. I don't know much about my family's heritage, and I've never cared much. I live here and now, and I've never been sure how it benefits me to align with a culture or place that is [...]
Arm’s Reach or Nothing
Fain spent most of the summer of 2018 in Tulsa with Emma and Tim and his Oklahoma fam. […]
Escape from the Industrial Canal
With 2.5 years of New Orleans’ Industrial Canal trauma clinging to her hull, the Shanti finally made her maiden voyage Saturday, January 18, 2020. […]
Captain Jack and Quartermaster Autumn
Boatswain Fain
The Sea Shanti
