Up until a few years ago I felt like a normal person. My career followed a trajectory; it made sense. Then I changed everything.
In 2009 I left my six-digit salary and traded in my apartment at the top of a Brooklyn brownstone for a 27-foot sloop in a Los Angeles marina. From October 2010-August 2011, I worked as cook on tall ships and kept a blog called SeaCookery.
For eight to ten weeks each year I work as a sailboat chef. The rest of the time, I work as a freelance writer.
As often as possible, I sail. I’ve separated my resumes according to my main occupations and collected a few posts here to help tell my story.