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Director's Cut: Chapter Seven

I drove 40 minutes to the beach to practice coughing underwater.

Nov 03, 2026
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📝 This is the Director’s Cut for Chapter 7 of MAY WE PLEASE THE SEA: open-water swims, underwater greenhouses, and my 2007 China journal. You can read the written version below.

🌊 Chapter 7 went out last Saturday. Read it (or listen to the audio version 🔊) now if you haven’t yet!


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Welcome to the director’s cut for Chapter 7. This one is going to be text-only because, being the fool I am, I dropped my phone a mere two feet to the ground and it decided to have a white screen of death, so I am unable to record myself, which is probably for the best because I have a mullet and need a haircut. No one needs to see this.

Now, let’s dive in ;)

Chapter 7 is a long open-water swim, which is so funny to think about how we end up writing what we know.

I wrote her swim from a freezing cove in San Francisco

The very first chapters for this book, back in 2019, were written in San Francisco at the South End Rowing Club. It’s called a rowing club, but it’s also an open-water swim club right on Aquatic Park (near the Ghirardelli chocolate factory).

writing my first draft at the South End Rowing Club boathouse

This club was known for swimming without wetsuits (in water temps typically around 50°F to 60°F), so I would go and swim a mile in the cove without a wetsuit and pride myself on being very cold. Sometimes seals would swim into my legs.

The (mostly) no wetsuit gang

So, of course, the main character had to go for a nice long swim so that I could put her through the same punishment that I willingly chose.

Plot holes, solved at mile 20

When I later moved to San Diego in 2020 and was doing revisions for the story rewrite, I was actively training for an Ironman 70.3. I was spending a lot of time running, biking, and swimming, and I had to figure out a lot of plot holes and inconsistencies.

Something I did was a form of active meditation. Whether I was biking, swimming, or running, I would go into the workout with a specific question, a specific plot point I needed to solve, and I would sit with that question repeatedly in my mind.

As I did this monotonous, repetitive workout, I would, 20 miles into a bike ride, pull over to the side of the road because I’d come up with an idea, take notes on my phone and text myself, then continue to bike.

For swimming, I couldn’t do that, so I would repeat things to myself in this cycle, like Easla does as she’s swimming. Your mind just loops as you’re swimming, looping through the same thoughts over and over. I actually did that to help solve this book.

The day I practiced coughing underwater

I would go for swims on a schedule with the swim club. It is a far drive, so I wouldn’t always go. I don’t live that close to the water, LOL. We had to move pretty far inland in order for us to be able to afford a house.

But one time, I was mid this scene, and I had this question about the physics of coughing underwater. I needed to know what would happen if she coughed underwater!

So I drove 30 to 40 minutes to the beach, not even because I was planning to swim, but because I wanted to test out the cough.

I practiced coughing and shouting underwater so that I could describe it. I wanted to make sure I could cough underwater without drowning or choking.

And yes, I was able to cough underwater. I was just fine.

Forty minutes of driving for a very anticlimactic answer.

My swim coach said I wasn’t hydrodynamic

Putting my open-water swimming into the book was also a little celebration of me! I’m fairly short (5’3”), and I’ve never been described as having an athletic build. So in high school, when I decided to join the swim team senior year…

Why did I take photos of myself in my swim team swimsuit on Mac Photobooth in my Freshman Dorm Room? ....

the coach told me I was “not hydrodynamic,” and the only stroke he would let me compete in was the backstroke.

If you can’t pick up on this, he was saying….

Upgrade to In the Cave to keep reading:

  • What my high school swim coach was really saying when he called me “not hydrodynamic”

  • Why San Diego’s crystal-clear water creeped me out more than San Francisco’s murk

  • What I wrote in my 2007 China journal, the year before the Beijing Olympics, and what it has to do with Easla’s world

  • The real company in Italy growing basil in underwater greenhouses

Plus no video because I’m a phone-dropping fool.

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