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September 30, 2017

I've been asked about the inspiration behind my romantic thriller, Spilt Wine, so allow me to tell you a little story about its inception. 

In the spring of 2015, I was living aboard Zonder Zorg in the Burgundy region of France, waiting for the flooding on the Saôn...

September 24, 2017

In the spring of 2015, having just completed the first draft of my historical/thriller novel, Spilt Wine, I headed skütsje Zonder Zorg northward up the rivers and canals from the Burgundy. I was too close yet to the story to begin rewriting and editing it, but I was st...

August 24, 2017

I turned my hand from nonfiction to writing fiction in the spring of 2015, and after I had completed five novels, I began pondering what to do with them. I'm pleased to announce that Dark Ink Press has recently published the first three. 

Spilt Wine weaves a fictio...

June 14, 2017

I followed a narrow nine-kilometre branch canal to Ens and moored in the small basin at its end. This cul-de-sac is in the middle of nowhere about five metres below sea level on the bottom of the former Zuiderzee. I had come here because it's only a four kilometre peda...

June 12, 2017

When the Zuiderzee was closed off from the Noordzee and the polders were ringed with dikes to begin creating new land, a chain of lakes was left between them and the old coast. These are called the Randmeren, which means rim or margin lakes. The ancient towns around th...

June 9, 2017

The old Zuiderzee coast is rimmed with historic villages, towns and cities. Some have been modernised, such as Naarden with its new town hall completed in 1601.

Many of the towns have historic harbours filled with lovingly-maintained antique fishing boats. Here, in Spak...

June 1, 2017

I've long been fascinated by the geography and the history of the Zuiderzee. It was an arm of the North Sea which had gradually evolved with the rising sea levels caused by the slow global warming which melted ice sheets from the last ice age twelve thousand years ago....

May 28, 2017

I continued down the River Vecht under clear skies and near still airs, passing more fine estates along the banks.

Because the forecast was for increasing winds, I paused for the night on a wilderness mooring two kilometres from the mouth of the river and the beginning...

May 24, 2017

The River Vecht winds a sinuous path northward from Utrecht to the IJmeer, the southern reaches of what was once the Zuiderzee. Along the way, it passes through small towns and villages, but mostly it threads through open countryside and farmland. I left my peaceful mo...

May 16, 2017

I had finished responding to the flood of comments, analysis and advice from the book club on my Posted As Missing, so on Monday, 15 May, I slipped my moorings in Nieuwegin, a southern suburb of Utrecht. After a half kilometre, the Hollandse IJssel ended, and I entered...

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