Writing Philosophy

Scott Driscoll Blogs… After asking what I did for a living, the cashier at a grocery store I frequented gave me a confused look and said, “Oh, you teach fiction? What’s that? Is that, like, making stuff up?” There was no line—it was late, after class—so I told her the following story. One sweltering Sunday […]

The Virgin Islands Part Seven: A Farewell Homage

Thursday, December 31, 2015 In the early morning, Megan and Alex take our eleven-year old, Dain, zip-lining. This is a popular activity on St. Thomas. Reservations must be made in advance with “Tree Limin Extreme.” “Limin” is a Caribbean word that means “chillin” or relaxing, or partying in a low key, good way. You enter […]

The Virgin Islands Part Six: Into The Crowd

Wednesday afternoon, December 30, 2015 We have just left Waterlemon Cay, snorkeler’s nirvana. Toby opens the engine on our Key Largo twenty-two footer. We charge across the open middle of Pillsbury Sound, drenched by our own wash, enter British Virgin Island waters, and dock in Great Harbour on Jost Van Dyke. Here we are required […]

The Virgin Islands Part Five: Rescue At Sea

Wednesday, December 30, 2015 Megan and Alex hired a boat from Pocket Yacht boat rentals. Prepped us with bonine, anti-sea-sickness pills. This is it. The day of snorkeling we’ve been waiting for. Our end destination: the fabled Soggy Dollar Bar on Jost Van Dyke in the British Virgin Islands. We drive down the winding treacherous […]

Christmas in the Virgin Islands: Part Three

Monday, December 28, 2015: Immersion St. John and the Virgin Islands National Park. We can’t miss the eight AM foot-ferry. Okay. Up early. Down at the Red Hook marina, a few miles east and north around the island from Charlotte Amalie, we line up at an outdoor kiosk for breakfast sandwiches and coffee and we […]

Christmas in the Virgin Islands: Part Two

Sunday, December 27, 2016: A Day of Bliss Our second day on St. Thomas happens to be Daiga’s birthday. My wonderful daughter, Megan, scheduled a massage for Daiga at 9:30 AM on the beach at Magen’s Bay. A massage, outside, at one of the island’s more famed slices of paradise? Who would argue with that. […]