Sea-story writer

Usage examples of dana.

Dana was leaning against the side wall with one shoulder, her ankles and arms crossed, a bored expression on her face.

Dana guessed he was the Burke Marta Lopez had spoken of, who had visited Judge Costain along with Leona Sims.

Dana noted how down on the criminal justice system Judge Costain had become.

It revealed blurry though unmistakable facial features--the tip of a nose, the faint outline of a mouth, the curve of a chin--removing any doubt that a person had been hiding in the dunes just before Dana made her awful discovery.

Dana carefully scrutinized each face, to see if it could belong to their mysterious person in the dunes, but no one looked familiar.

Dana pulled the photo of the man in the dunes from her briefcase and handed it to Jake.

Gazing at the dunes reminded Dana of chasing the mysterious man the other time they had visited this spot.

In brief, it was just this efficiency in pride, as well as work, that enabled Dana to set down, not merely the photograph detail of life before the mast and hide-droghing on the coast of California, but of the untarnished simple psychology and ethics of the forecastle hands who droghed the hides, stood at the wheel, made and took in sail, tarred down the rigging, holystoned the decks, turned in all-standing, grumbled as they cut about the kid, criticised the seamanship of their officers, and estimated the duration of their exile from the cubic space of the hide-house.

He and Dana had just finished telling the two judges everything, including the part about Ramon hiding out in the lighthouse.

Now, setting aside Dana of the New York Sun, Dana is a Bhil name, and Da fits no native of India unless you accept the Bengali De as the original spelling.

Dana Da was neither Finn, Chin, Bhil, Bengali, Lap, Nair, Gond, Romaney, Magh, Bokhariot, Kurd, Armenian, Levantine, Jew, Persian, Punjabi, Madrasi, Parsee, nor anything else known to ethnologists.

Harlan had first told her that Dana was pregnant, Colleen felt mixed emotions.

Even before she had come to live with her and Harlan, Colleen often had had serious and intimate discussions with Dana about boys and romance.

She wore a bright red cotton nightgown, one that Harlan had just bought for her, at her request, which was something Colleen thought was odd, since she knew Dana wasn't very fond of red, especially bright red.

Dana squeezed Colleen's hand for emphasis and looked so directly and so hard into her face that Colleen blushed.