Waiting to get my publishers proposal back from my agent. I’ve adopted a new strategy of writing short stories as a lead in to my novel. Reflected all day yesterday at Ravine with various friends who were born here on Bequia about the virtues of private property. Particular foreigners who come to the island and throw their weight around because they own local land. There is a story about a nowhere man here who broke all the rules, stole water rights and has now made a fortune selling local land to foreigners. I met him when he first came here he was a bit of idealist then, a hippy living in a small wooden hut with his beautiful barefoot wife and children. Now he’s become a rich, reclusive landowner. Change is hard and sometimes good and always interesting. Characters emerge in bits and pieces!