A serial writer’s notebook ~ from the pen behind Lore of the Underlings, an episodic epic…
If you ever journey down east to Maine’s Acadia National Park and take the trail around scenic Jordan Pond, you’ll find a section of that path that must have been blazed by former pirates. No, we didn’t discover buried treasure, Spanish galleons, or weathered doubloons. But, shiver me timbers, there is a plank walk that Blackbeard himself would be envious of.
We braved it… and still lived to tell the tale!
Speaking of tales, here’s a pirated passage of Lore you might like — some swashbuckling fun from Episode 6:
John Cap fought against the knots but all in vain, to no avail. For they were tied in an old-time way with the skill of an ancient mariner.
“Just to be sure this one’s secure and there are no surprises…” Taan-syr pulled a hefty chain of rusty ironwood from his pikeshaft. He weighed the length in his rawhide mitts then heaved it at his cohorts.
“Listen up, mateys! Look smart men! Anchor him here, this castaway, dry-docked and locked to our treasured ground. I’ll call for the landlubber when it’s time.” Taan-syr took a step toward the tent then stopped, jibbing starboard back around. “And don’t let him out of your sight till then.”
“Aye aye, captain!”
“We won’t sir! Arrr!”
[Photo: The pirate side of Jordan Pond – Acadia National Park – Bar Harbor, Maine, USA]