As reviewer Gary Jobson says, there’s nothing like the arrival of your own book: the most concrete representation we writers will ever get that the hard work was worth it.
Canvas work can be a nice change of pace.
When I formally retired from Olympic sailing (and most importantly, sold my two Ynglings), Paul and I took ownership of a 1938 Herreshoff Marlin. At just over twenty feet long, “Matsya” (Sanskrit for “God of the Fishes”) is big enough to take a few friends
“Which do you like better, sailing or writing?”