…is a joy. I love the veritable “thrill of the chase” for facts I’m sure my novel-in-progress needs and–even more exciting–of those I discover unexpectedly. Weaving the surprises sensibly into plot is delightfully satisfying . At present, I’m wading in deep waters beyond the Venetian lagoon in 1401. While the long reach of Venice’s official stato da mar comprises the contextual geography of the story thus far, individual decisions and actions onboard one of the republic’s own galleys fill the boat with secrets, suspense, and human suffering .