Chrissie Gittins books

Stars in Jars (2014)

I see the terror rise inside me, coil a rope in my belly to keep it down. I chant inside my head to freeze my nerve. Main mast, mizzen mast, foremast, belfry, capstan, waist. We must keep the fire coming. If I dodge the sparks my cartridge will be safe, if I learn my lessons I can be a seaman, if...