Hello All, If you like the previous Blue Planet preview vignettes, here is another . . . ________________________ Dear Diary: I went fishing with Remy today. We didn't catch anything for a long time, and I was starting to get worried, since last month's harvest was so thin. Just as we were getting ready to motor over to the South Shoals, our nets started tugging like crazy. We pulled as fast as we could, and up came about a hundred sundancers. I think something must have scared them, because I've never seen a whole school of them inside the reef. After that, Remy wanted to go swimming, but I didn't. After all the things he said about Susan Peterson, I'll be damned if that boy's getting a look at me until I want him to. Besides, whatever scared the sundancers into the lagoon was probably still out there somewhere. Remy's such a fishhead sometimes. But Mom is still hunting for someone to marry me off to, and he is the best around. She doesn't know I put in for a job the last time we went to town. It'd probably kill her to know that I didn't want to stay here and farm kelp for the rest of my life. Even if it is with Remy. I just want to live someplace where you don't have to scrape fast fungus of your house every other day, and where your clothes don't rot before they wear out. Speaking of clothes, I finally got a store bought dress on that last trip to town. It is this really pretty green with a yellow flower pattern. Anna said she liked what it did with my hair. She's usually pretty good with those things. Well, better than me. As far as I know, all that's good with my hair is a bandanna to keep it out the gearbox. I can't do this any more. I need to get someplace where I don't know exactly everything that's going to happen everyday. And I need to meet more people than just Anna and Remy and Susan and Eddie and Phylus. Mom thinks I should find a man and start having babies. She doesn't understand that it's not like that anymore. When she was growing up, she and her family were all there was on Poseidon. Well, not really, but I bet that's what it seemed like. That's a pretty scary thought, and I bet that if it were true, I'd want to have as big a family as possible, too. But I want a life, not a big family. And as far as Mom is concerned, the two are complete opposites. I don't know what I'm going to do, but whatever it is, it sure as hell is not going to involve broken-down old boats, fish, kelp, or Remy. copyright 1996, Jason Werner.