A Nebraska Sandhills Novel
Now that I've finally published my novel, Secrets of the Sandhills, I can get back to writing again. The extensive book project inspired me to share even deeper personal discoveries from my lifetime of traipsing the hills and gliding the waters of this enchanting land. I endeavor to describe my findings in a way that they come to life in your world too.
So why a blog?
My school years were back before personal computers, social media, and "weblogs". My earliest writings magically appeared behind the ball point of a BIC pen across lined paper in a spiral notebook. We were also fortunate enough to own a Royal manual typewriter to pound out the dreaded high school term papers. The "delete" button on that machine consisted of a bottle of white-out and a whole lot of patience. I didn't particularly enjoy writing back then.
As life progressed, I slowly developed an urge to share my thoughts with others. My friends understand that I'm not one to express myself orally. My motto has always been: "It's better to remain silent and appear a fool, than to open my mouth and remove all doubt." But the urge to speak my mind continued to grow.
Then Facebook, or "Facelift," came along. I had no idea that the world held so many experts on so many subjects. I soon learned that hiding behind a screen tends to bring out the best or the worst in people. No longer did I have to ponder someone's true inner self. Reading all the drama and division, I decided that this wasn't the best platform to express myself.
I started my first blog, A Carpenter's Angle, a few years ago. In it I wrote about stuff I witnessed in my forty year stint as a carpenter. It's amazing how much a person learns about folks when he or she is living amongst them, remodeling their homes. I now look at others, wearing neither blinders nor rose-colored glasses. I came to realize that God wired every person's brain a little different (some of us a little more different than others). I enjoyed writing my observations in that blog, but now it's time to move on.
The world today is about as divided as I've seen it in my lifetime. The Vietnam War and all its unrest took place while I was still too young to fully comprehend. It was a terrible time for the world. Today, it seems like we are rapidly moving into another era of that kind of culture. The canyon walls between the opposing sides of any issue are caving off with each new bombshell hurled across. The enemy is grinning wider with each new gritty stance. Abraham Lincoln quoted Jesus when he proclaimed that a house divided against itself cannot stand. Today's cutting culture is in desperate need of some stitches and healing.
So along comes a blog about fresh air, fishing, and nature. In it, you will find no political stances, no finger pointing, and no ugly rhetoric. This blog is meant to transport us back to the very basics of life, where something as simple as a wild flower can teach us a profound lesson. I'm sure that I will find remarks such as, "You are too simplistic", or "You need to pull your head out of the sand," in the comment section below. But I also think it's possible that many of you will find this blog refreshing and hopefully, healing. I would love to hear your thoughts.
Thanks for your interest and time. Enjoy!