The other day I heard from a good friend and, during the
course of catching up, asked him to check out this website.
He did, asking “what have you gotten yourself into now?” He knew me. Well. Knew about my taking up different interests all the time—sparkly things that caught my eye—such as scuba diving, guns, buying hundreds and hundreds of new and used books, growing grapes, researching the ruins of a Colonial era tavern down my road “because it’s there”. And so on.
Specifically, he mentioned my painting fish on pallet wood phase. At one point I practically had a factory going down in Pineapple Hill’s conference room (which I briefly renamed Board Room). Painting fish on pallet wood cleared writer’s block and got me out of the house at the height of my reclusive Howard Hughes period–a phase I’m still in somewhat.
Thank goodness the car wreck got me out of the pallet art business before I sent the labor-intensive production over to China or down to Mexico.
Anyway, after we got off the phone I decided I better explain this Pineapple Hill web site to my friend and to myself.
HERE’S THE LETTER I SENT OUT LATER:
Great talking to you yesterday. When mentioning Pineapple Hill earlier and asking you to take a look I really only expected a quick glance and perhaps a bit of feedback on colors (glad you like them) and navigation (sorry it moved a little slow for you –I need to check on that).
Wow! Very glad to have you weight in. It got me thinking. Made me decide to flesh out this website’s reason for being so if I have thoughts of moving on to something else—goat yoga, for instance—maybe I won’t.
The PURPOSE OF PINEAPPLE HILL
- a place to express myself (I write “just for fun” for an hour or so every morning)
- a way to be more sociable (compensating for my remote location in the boonies)
- motivates me to finish the next book I’m writing now that Blue Rubber Pool is published.
- showcases the surrounding community (history, climate, restaurants, attractions, etc)
- builds relationships with like minded people: sailors, surfers, shooters, grape growers, bamboo and banana tree lovers, corn hole players and other writers too.
- clear my head of the jetsam and flotsam so that, hopefully, it doesn’t end up in a book with my name on it.
Like I said, this is “just for fun”. Unless I can figure out how to monetize it. Then it’ll be my ticket to umbrella drinks on sugar white sand. More satisfying even than painting fish on pallet wood.
Bottom Line: All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
Best regards as always,
Surf Director at Pineapple Hill