My second attempt at writing a novel - a goat ate my first one - was to be called The Deep- Cut. It was a story taken from the time I spent as a commercial salmon troller and the name came from a quote my Henry David Thoreau. Salmon fishing was honest hard work pitted against environmental degradation and government over-regulation. Thoreau's quote applies to this trilogy, too, maybe even more so. An added caveat is that an understanding of American history is essential if we are going to live in a just world governed by reason. Black Lives Matter. Red Lives Matter, too.
Thoreau's quote: "Now the trunks of trees on the bottom, and the old log canoe, and the dark surrounding woods, are gone, and the villagers, who scarely know where it lies, instead of going to the pond to bathe or drink, are thinking to bring its water, which should be as sacred as the Ganges at least, to the village in a pipe, to wash their dishes with! -to earn their Walden by the turning of a cock or drawing of a plug! The devilish Iron Horse, whose ear-rending neigh is heard throughout the town, has muddied the Boiling Spring with his foot, and he it is that has browsed off all the woods on Walden shore, that Trojan horse, with a thousand men in his belly, introduced by mercenary Greeks! Where is this country's champion, the Moore of Moore Hall, to meet him at the Deep Cut, and thrust an avenging lance between the ribs of the bloated pest?"