Sea Cutter is blogged on "Time to Review Books"

Hi Kids & Parents. Sea Cutter is blogged on "Time to Review Books". Until Oct. 15, Sea Cutter is free at Timothy Davis - Author . 

Sea Cutter blogged on "This Kid Reviews Books" -- a 9-year-old.

Hi Kids & Parents. "This Kid Reviews Books," a blog written by a 9-year-old, has reviewed Sea Cutter. See it at http://thiskidreviewsbooks.com/2011/09/10/sea-cutter-book-i-in-the-chronicles-of-nathaniel-childe/ .

Sea Cutter is FREE at my website until Oct 15: http://www.timothydavisauthor.com/index.html

"Bookworm Blather" Has Blogged Sea Cutter

Hi Kids and Parents. "Bookworm Blather" Has blogged my children's/YA novel Sea Cutter at http://michelleisenhoff.wordpress.com/2011/09/08/sea-cutter-book-one-in-the-chronicles-of-nathaniel-childe-by-timothy-davis-2011/ . Sea Cutter is free at my website: http://www.timothydavisauthor.com/ . Thanks for looking!

Why is My First Book Named "Sea Cutter"?

Why is my first book in The Chronicles of Nathaniel Childe named Sea Cutter? On the surface, the book seems to be named after Wayland's sloop, Sea Cutter. But on a deeper level Nat himself is the sea cutter. He must learn how to cut his way through the sea of life: "I began to think how much I was like a small boat on a storm-tossed ocean. How should I stay afloat? You stay afloat by facing right into the waves, I thought. Maybe that was like always facing right into the truth—telling the truth straight on. You didn’t know where telling the truth would take you, by you trusted that it would be the right place because it was the only way to keep your boat afloat."

Hiding in a Tree

One morning when I was ten, I climbed to the top branches of a large elm in our front yard. Lunchtime rolled around, but I decided to see what would happen if I stayed in the tree. My mom came out and called for me first. Then my dad. I watched, with a strange feeling of power. Then my folks got the neighbors looking for me. I was delighted. An hour later, the police arrived. They scribbled some notes, barked on their radio, and left. Fascinating. But by this time my scheme was starting to backfire—hunger. When my mom and dad went to search the woods by the creek, I slipped down the tree and raided the fridge. When my parents returned, they found me sleeping (fake) in my bed, terribly ill (fake). But the ruse didn’t work, and my dad told me that I could just stay in bed until breakfast! A little bit of this incident found its way into Red Stone.

Good Luck to Those in the Path of Irene

Here's to safety for friends and readers in the path of Irene!

My Writing Team

Let me introduce my writing team. Lily, brown tabby, naughty. Jacques, black and white long hair, mellow alpha cat. Russell, 17 lb orange tabby, a good boy. Daisy, 4 lb orange tabby--we took her in from the street and are keeping her alive and happy as long as we can. Teddy, 12 lb Papillon mix, always be a puppy in his little head. Bertilak, Carolina box turtle with an attitude. Bertilak doesn't really help much with the writing, but the cats enter suggestions by walking back and forth on my keyboard and sjx8j qdk.