I told Gary diving was number one and he was number two. A story about quarries, double tanks, crying in a dive mask, and getting teased by Sheck Exley.
Kay, this is pure literary dynamite! The pacing, the unapologetic honesty, and your voice are just magnetic :)
That scene with the double 72s rolling you over like a turtle while crying in your dive mask is cinematic perfection. You can literally feel the cold quarry water and that pure stubborn pride driving you forward. And casually trading banter with Sheck Exley at a dusty fill station? That is the kind of legendary memoir moment money cannot buy!
If you ever expand this into a full book chapter, the only thing I would love to see is letting that Sheck Exley encounter breathe for two more sentences. Give us a tiny bit more of that dialogue and the immediate shock when you realized who he was.
Also, that contrast between the murky Three Mile Island silos and arriving in Aventuras Akumal has so much sensory power.
You have a massive gift for memoir storytelling Kay, keep digging into these memories
But it is true that when diving, the feeling is totally different. I feel like I am part of the ecosystem and somehow more integrated and less in "danger". When snorkeling, it's more as a third-party observer, more exposed and at the mercy of potential predators....If this makes any sense.
More!
More is coming, I promise!
Kay, this is pure literary dynamite! The pacing, the unapologetic honesty, and your voice are just magnetic :)
That scene with the double 72s rolling you over like a turtle while crying in your dive mask is cinematic perfection. You can literally feel the cold quarry water and that pure stubborn pride driving you forward. And casually trading banter with Sheck Exley at a dusty fill station? That is the kind of legendary memoir moment money cannot buy!
If you ever expand this into a full book chapter, the only thing I would love to see is letting that Sheck Exley encounter breathe for two more sentences. Give us a tiny bit more of that dialogue and the immediate shock when you realized who he was.
Also, that contrast between the murky Three Mile Island silos and arriving in Aventuras Akumal has so much sensory power.
You have a massive gift for memoir storytelling Kay, keep digging into these memories
Oh thank you for your reading time and thoughtful feedback. I could possibly have enough memories build it out for a full chapter.
Definitely go for it Kay :)
Having lived through those moments means the texture and the grit are already there, you just need to put them on paper.
That world of early cave diving and those unforgettable characters deserve a full chapter or honestly an entire book.
Really excited to see where you take this story Kay
Thank you.
Your genesis! Now I understand a lot more 😁
Ah I did not know you were confused 😂. What did not not understand?
Your drive to dive with congenital ambition.....
For diving, and then exploring the internet and LG.
Keep them coming. I want a compendium of your BIG life.
You can help so many to “ find a number one “
I certainly tried!
Another awesome story that comes alive. Such a cool life Kay! Respect. I am a diver, but not a DIVER like you! :-)
Well confession: I am terrified to snorkel.
hahaha. Would not have expected that :-)
But it is true that when diving, the feeling is totally different. I feel like I am part of the ecosystem and somehow more integrated and less in "danger". When snorkeling, it's more as a third-party observer, more exposed and at the mercy of potential predators....If this makes any sense.
Ya know my fear was about the snorkel 🤿 not the fish… well at first. That story will be told too one day.
Im always full of surprises.
Kay, this is another picture painted with real skill that was so fun and easy to follow. Your life is a movie. Can't wait to read what's next.
Let’s talk about who gets to play the cave diver in the movie
Lol!!
It gets weirder. I promise.
And it begins!
Ah it does indeed! Hey I found an old photo of Casa Maya in Akumal. Didn't you stay there. I may be misremembering.
No, but Casa Maya is the name of Puerto Morelos house. Maybe that’s what you were thinking of.
Ah I am sure every town has a Casa Maya. 😉
OMG! What happens in Mexico!!! When does it drop?
What happens? A wild ride which I thought would be 6 months turned into 27 years. Next week, next drop.
Looking forward to it!