Harrison
The Hammock Papers links to a profile of America's greatest living writer. If you've not read Harrison, you should. If you live around here, let me know and I'll get you some Harrison to read. You'll devour it all.
"After 34 books, endless Hemingway comparisons, and too many battles with gout, legendary author Jim Harrison is unsurpassed at chronicling man's relationship with wilderness. His secret? Ample wine, cigarettes, fly-fishing—and an inability to give a damn about what anyone else thinks."
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"For Harrison, the natural world was not something to be cherished because it was pretty; rather, the natural world was something to be howled at, gloriously, in the night."
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“'Look around!' he called over. 'What don’t you see?'
'What?' I called back.
'Any other houses,' he said. He was wearing a fleece vest, unbelted pants, and rubber boots. With his cowlicky hair and potbelly, he looked a bit like a friendly garden gnome. When I complimented his view of the mountains, Harrison said, 'They’re full of grizzly bears that will kill you.'"
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