"'Writing is really quite simple; all you have to do is sit down at your typewriter and open a vein.' From the writer's vein into the reader's vein: for better or worse a transfusion" (From F. Buechner's, The Clown in the Belfry, 1992). My purpose in adding my thoughts to the myriad of others available throughout cyberspace is simply to open my own veins, or provide an outlet for self-expression with the hope that my own bloodflow may enhance someone else's Godward heartbeat in the process.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Waters Calling
I am more poet than fisherman. For that reason, when the waters call my name I choose fly fishing because I deem it more art than sport. Like verse aloft and prose landing feather-like on quiet waters, fly fishing is literature of the highest form. This poetry of motion is balm for a hurried soul and therapy for a ragged mind. Please excuse, I sense the waters calling me to compose...
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