Several reasons could be used, and perhaps the majority of them could be justified, but at the end of the day it has been a time of trying to break through the surface film of writing and enter into the arena of published work.
My book about fishing the Smokies will be released sometime this year but in a fit of either greed or ego...perhaps both, I wanted to find my work in magazines. I wanted to build my writing into something more than this blog. I wanted to find my name among my friends.
Thus far, this has been fruitless.
I don't take the lack of acceptance as a commentary on my writing skills, nor do I hold anything but admiration for my friends who have become regulars in great magazines like The Drake, The Flyfish Journal, or Trout. I just see it as "not my time".
And so, in an effort to remain in the game, I return to what placed me in company with folks like Mike Sepelak, Steve Zakur, Chris Hunt, Erin Block, Tom Sadler...
This blog remains.
Will I continue to strive to the next level? Oh, yeah....
But as for now, I will first say thanks to all who have read my work and been a follower of The Perfect Drift. Please stay tuned. If not on your newsstand, you can rest assured that you will find me here again...plugging away.
The river never sleeps, never stops flowing, always inspiring me. I fully intend on sharing the love I have for moving water right here.
|photo by Jermz|