Book Review: A River Runs through it

Just finished reading Norman Maclean’s, A River Runs through it.

Beautifully written. Maclean, a naturally gifted storyteller, writes a story of two brothers spending their last fishing trip together, and through their complex relationship and the natural beauty of western Montana, offers a fountain of profundities. Acerbic and vivid, Maclean’s prose is just as graceful as a four-count rhythm. I have a newfound admiration for fly-fishing.

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“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.”