So...I'm not really fishing behind some mountain range...

A few years ago, I developed an interest in the writing of Donald Miller. His books amuse me, intrigue me, and challenge me...he's kind of a modern-day C.S. Lewis, and what's not to love about that? Very few things make me happier than a writer who can dispense amazing wisdom about life, love, faith, and society, all the while making me laugh, smoking cigars, and drinking beer.
The reason that I bring this up is to explain my choice of a blog title. In Miller's book, "Searching for God Knows What", he writes, "When I saw myself in Heaven, I didn't imagine sitting at the right hand of God, as the scripture says, but I pictured myself off behind some mountain range, doing some fishing and writing a good detective novel". Who WOULDN'T want to be off behind some mountain range, fishing and writing a good detective novel? I would love to be there, doing just that for all of eternity. However, such is the situation right now that my writing will NOT be taking place behind any mountain ranges. It will be taking place here...in my house, drinking a rasberry Faygo and watching Seinfeld. It will most likely not be deep. It will most likely challenge very few people...amuse very few people...intrigue very few people. But it will be real, and it will be me. And just maybe, someone can develop an interest in that. "Jackie H-W...a modern day Donald Miller!". And what's not to love about THAT?