š¹ This is the Directorās Cut for Chapter Four of MAY WE PLEASE THE SEA: the most unhinged thing I did for book research. You can watch the video or read the written version below.
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It is time for the Directorās Cut for Chapter Four.
Away we go!
Hereās one sentence from the chapter thatās gonna lead into a very long story:

āEverything we eat comes from this lagoon. Without it, weāll starve.ā
The most unhinged thing I did for book research
Iām gonna start with what is probably the most unhinged thing I did for this bookās research.
Which is not the free diving course or the spear diving course or going to the Maldives. Because those are all just things I wanted to do. Which, truthfully, this is also something I just wanted to doā¦
This is not a spoiler, because it is part of the premise that Easla has to venture into the forbidden ocean in search of the sea gods to save her starving village. Well, my friends, if weāre gonna write about a starving village, what do we need to know?
Starvation.
How can I describe hunger if I have never been hungry? And letās be real, when have you ever actually been truly hungry?
So to answer this question, my boo thing and I did a three-day survival course in Alaska, where the only thing you could bring was a knife, an empty water bottle, and the clothes on your back.
So we go to this course. We actually had to meet up in the city, but they had this really strict rule: if you brought anything that wasnāt allowed, it was contraband. So the group of people we met up with all basically just walked without their phones, without GPS. They looked up how to get there, and we all just showed up with a knife, a water bottle, and the clothes on our backs.
It was already a good start, that we had to learn navigation in order to meet up with our group. Then we went into the forest somewhere, and we ventured off to find a campsite.
What I ate for three days
Iām gonna tell you what I ate for three days, because the guide was nice enough to tell me what was edible.
I ate rose hips. Thereās this tiny round part that you can eat. It tastes like starchy carbs, not very much.
And this thing called fireweed that grows by the river, and you can eat the flowers. Theyāre a little spicy.
So as weāre hiking to find a campsite by the river, weāre gathering flowers, weāre putting them in our pockets, and weāre eating them. Itās not gonna do much.
And when we get to the campsite, the first thing you need to do is make a fire, because you canāt drink the water from the stream until you boil it. So thereās all these steps of: okay, first we need to make a fire, then we need to go fill up our waters, then we need to boil the water, then you need to let it cool off before you can drink it.
So youāre thinking hours in advance before youāre gonna get water. Only once the fire and the water are secure and boiling, then you make your shelter.
So then weāre dragging sticks around, and leaves. You wanna cover the ground because itās cold. Even though itās the summer in Alaska, it gets very cold at night, and I followed the rules and didnāt bring any other layers, but someone else brought layers, hmph, and I was cold.
And we built these lean-tos. Keep in mind, youāre not foraging, because you have to get your other priorities in order: having somewhere to sleep, having fire, having water.
You go to bed. Alaska summer, the sun doesnāt set, so itās very odd, because the sun is up all night.
Over the next two days, we go fishing in the glacier river. No one catches anything. In my defense, I could see in the perfectly clear water there were no fish. And we even set traps. We had to learn how to whittle traps to make a cartoon-character box that would fall on a rodent. I wouldāve eaten that rodent, but we didnāt catch one.
The maggoty mushroom
So the only things I found to eat were mushrooms.
I would forage around and Iād find mushrooms, and Iād bring them back to the guide, and half of the mushrooms heās like, āIām not sure if these are safe to eat.ā So I didnāt risk eating a poison mushroom. I set those aside.
And the mushroom he did know we could eat⦠Iām gonna tell you something gross, but youāre here, so.
The mushroom had bugs in it. Iām not gonna call them maggots. They were a little skinnier. Like cute, tiny worms. Full of protein, one might say.
And I ate it.
I heated up the mushroom, cooked the worms. I picked some of them out, but there were so many worms, you couldnāt really de-worm it fully, and I ate it.
I ate a maggoty mushroom. I was really hungry.
And what was interesting is other people on the course didnāt wanna eat it. They were treating it more like a cleanse, āOh, Iām gonna eat in a few days, Iām good.ā And Iām like,
āYo, this is a survival course.
You have to expect that thereās not food, that this doesnāt end in three days.ā
So it was very important that I ate the maggoty mushroom.
Too hungry to fight
These feelings, physical and emotional, that I felt during three days went into the book.
But I think the most important takeaway was: youāre so tired, and youāre cranky, and Iād sit there with David to build our fire, or just go get water, and youāre like, āWell, heās equally tired and hungry, and if he doesnāt do it, if I donāt do it, then weāre not gonna eat.ā And so you just gotta do it.
And that was really interesting. Forces some teamwork. No point yelling at each other, even though you want to, because youāre both hungry.
So yes, all I ate for three days were fireweed, rose hips, and a maggoty mushroom.
Campfires are not sexy
Now, may I diatribe here? Oh, yes, I am the editor. I may diatribe here.
I want to talk about the romanticism behind fires. This doesnāt play into my book, but I need you to know.
In fantasy novels, fire tending overnight is always portrayed as so sexy. āOh, Iām gonna spoon up next to my man by the fire and fall asleep under the stars.ā
No, it is not sexy! Let me tell you what really happened.
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Why cutesy falling asleep by the campfire is the biggest lie in fantasy novels
Do authors actually plan their symbols? My honest answer
What early drafts of Easla got wrong
What I did to my hands for one sentence in this chapter
The thing my dad kept telling me to cut loose, and why I refused
Plus the full video.






