books often tell me about other books this time tim winton island home told me about randolph stow to the islands and i feel a thrill following this way and it reminds me of swimming island to island and i think of john cheever the swimmer though he swam pool to pool and the feeling of lighting out for a greek island to see an archeologist measuring a khouri plowed up in a farm field and when she leaves meeting a greek boy who takes me to the island where john fowles wrote the magus and then going to another island with my sister where cousteau filmed an underwater town he speculated atlantis and so on. it does go on, and everything may be seen as as islands and everything might connect for each individual in a unique way and all be one, on some level, all related, all communicating on some level like islands by water and submerged land.