I mentioned in another thread about the land sale that I really miss writing about land. I do like to write, but I can't really do fiction. Just maybe getting some creative juices flowing.
Some may remember my riff in "The Smoke of a Thousand Campfires" on Patton's "Through a Glass Darkly" theme of past lives.
1) "The Buffalo Hunter Hunter" reminded me of a phrase-that I never really forget-as it has been turning around in my head for along time and I am trying to work on ways to take it.
Awesome western horror book and I don't normally read much horror.
Frontier Partisans had a recent post on it as he is just starting it.
https://frontierpartisans.com/38381/a-d ... feet-tale/
The 1870 Marias Massacre of 217 Blackfeet plays a large role in the story.
As Jim at FP says "For some reason, this horrific incident has been mostly forgotten, though it was a worse slaughter than Sand Creek or the Washita, which are stronger in memory. And you can see that this might make for a haunted tale."
Anyway-I really like this phrase that I came up with even if I can't figure out a way to take it.
"I drive west looking for the buffalo, and I am confused when I can't find them."
Obviously, this would fit under the smoke of one of the campfires.
2) Related more to land.
My favorite bible verse is Isaiah 5:8 -"Woe to you who add house to house and join field to field till no space is left and you live alone in the land."
My favorite way of thinking about that verse is related to the loss of natural habitats and such.