Hello,

Fellow writers and lover’s of the written word. I bring you glad greetings and brotherly affection.

I love poetry but poetry has a way of blurring the truth in metaphors and imagery. It’s a common thread in my writing sometimes. weaving words together to create art is fun for me but I want to be a truth speaker and honest about and feelings.

In my early years of learning the craft of writing, I learned from the classic writers, Jane Austen, Robert Heinlein, Robert Frost and Ernest Hemingway.

Frost, I read a lot of his poetry when I was younger and into today. The Road not Taken. Everybody that likes to read has heard of that one. But, what I enjoyed about his mastery was his ability to craft and convey meaning into the simple aspects about life and it’s ups and downs and wonder of nature and the beauty of choice metaphors.

Hemingway, the modern classic writer. I read because his writing was so clean, neat and clear cut. No flash. No poetic stream of words. You can read any of his books and they are readable in 21 first century today.

Out of these two giants. I love Frost’s gift of simplistic poetry but Hemingway’s honesty wants me to be work harder at being more clear and well honest.

side note: The two things I love about Hemingway’s writings is his clear narrative stories about how people are and his use of clear cut sentences.

L. M. Parker