Having been inspired by writers all my life, I have secretly harbored a desire to be one of those who fashions hieroglyphs into emotion, and thoughts into shared experiences. This blog will be an attempt to spread those literary wings.
The title of my blog is an excerpt from a favorite author Norman Maclean, who famously wrote his first novel in his 70’s, “A River Runs Through It.” Norman, like me, was a minister’s son, and a fly fisherman. Unlike me, his first writing endeavor became a masterpiece.
“No Clear Line” has several potential meanings. It is intended to convey the lack of answers I sometimes have in struggles I am facing. It also indicates the lack of silos in my life…each area flows into the other. Perhaps you will find it an apt description of my writing style, as I tend to dangle participles, thus creating unclear lines ;-). Or perhaps it is as simple as a description of my evolution from fishing with clear monofilament lines to pastel – colored fly lines.
I invite you to journey with me though this mystery of life, love, friendship, faith, and nature. I hope you patiently allow my musings and drivel.