Fishing tournaments seem a little like playing tennis with living balls.

As an English major I was familiar with the stories of dozens of writers trying to get their work done among the multifarious diversions of the world and the hurdles of their own vices. A professor had said that what saved writers is that they, like politicians, had the illusion of destiny that allowed them to overcome obstacles no matter how nominal their work.

Poetry at its best is the language your soul would speak if you could teach your soul to speak.

Barring love I'll take my life in large doses alone--rivers, forests, fish, grouse, mountains. Dogs.

You touch things lightly or deeply; you move along because life herself moves, and you can’t stop it.

Fishing tournaments seem a little like playing tennis with living balls.

Dad said I would always be "high minded and low waged" from reading too much Ralph Waldo Emerson. Maybe he was right.