The Logbook
The only book on this shelf with nothing in it yet. Five lines a night — position, weather, distance run, remarks, crew — by voice or thumb, in any language you carry. Ninety seconds. No account.
Why it belongs A shelf can only show you other people's authored lives. Every book in this run began as somebody's dots; the Logbook is where yours start — the door out of reading and into writing.
- Making and repair
- The thread of years
In English