K.R. Hill is a mystery/thriller author. He left the states at a young age to satisfy a need for adventure. During a decade of travel he harvested apples in Switzerland, taught English in Germany, lived on a kibbutz in Israel, traveled atop supply trucks across Sudan, and lived in an abandoned house beside the Caribbean, where he daily spear-fished for food. While abroad, he wrote several novels and sold travel articles.
Did you ever need a timeout in your life? In 1985 I needed one, and sold everything and moved to an abandoned house, one hundred feet from the Caribbean. I carried water to flush the toilet, slept in a hammock, a mosquito net swaying around me with the gentle trade winds, and made my surroundings appear dream-like, seen through a cloud. Often a feral cat crept in as I sat clanking out a novel on a manual typewriter, and would leap up the wall and snatch a lizard in her mouth, the tail forming a kitty mustache as she fled through the open door. My time there helped me come to terms with something witnessed during an over-land trip through Africa, something that made me shake when going through airports.
In this memoir I come to terms with the memory. It also contains a short story written during my time when the sound of the Caribbean surf filled my dreams.