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Fishing with Papa: Hemingway’s Lesson on Art, Algorithms, and Authenticity

  • Writer: Nick Ho
    Nick Ho
  • Dec 21, 2024
  • 2 min read

Updated: Mar 5

(🎧 Audio Version) Fishing with Papa: Hemingway’s Lesson on Art, Algorithms, and Authenticity

[📖 Prefer reading? Here's the story in script format.] ⬇


(Scene: By the River, late afternoon. YOU and HEMINGWAY sit side by side, fishing rods in hand.)


You: I’m tired, Hem.


Hemingway: Then rest.


You: I don’t mean physically. I’m tired of… all of it. Creating something, and then watching it sink. A few likes. A few views. It’s like screaming into the void.


Hemingway: Screaming won’t catch a fish.


You: I know. But it’s like no one even notices the hook’s in the water. What’s the point?


Hemingway: The point is the cast.


You: That’s easy to say when you’re Hemingway! You didn’t have to fight algorithms.


Hemingway: No, I fought editors, critics, and drunks in bars. Everyone fights something.


You: I feel like I’m not making art anymore. People like seeing cats, so everyone draws them—cats fishing, cats skiing, cats being cute. It all feels so pointless.


Hemingway: But why do they keep drawing them?


You: Because it works. I mean, why fill the world with cats and dogs when what really matters in this world is humans?


Hemingway: Don’t care about what other artists do. Draw what you think is important.


You: But it’s hard. Everyone’s shouting, and if you don’t shout louder, you disappear.


Hemingway: You’re fishing in the wrong stream.


You: What does that mean?


Hemingway: Who’s your audience?


You: Anyone. Everyone.


Hemingway: That’s your problem. Draw for someone who’ll feel it.


You: What if they never see it?


Hemingway: Your work will find them if it’s good enough.


You: So what would you do if you were a writer in this age?


Hemingway: Write.


You: Come on, seriously.


Hemingway: I’m serious. I’d write, then find the people who need to read it. Whether that’s five or five thousand.


You: And if they don’t come?


Hemingway: Then you keep writing. The work is the reward. Not the likes.


(His rod suddenly bends, the line pulling tight.)


Hemingway: Got one!


(He reels in a shining fish, holding it up with a grin.)


You: Of course you did.


Hemingway: Now go catch yours.


(You pick up your rod again, the weight in your chest a little lighter.)


(Posted on Threads on 18.12.2024)



Hemingway and a young man fishing in a serene, sunlit river, surrounded by lush greenery. Hemingway wears a hat and vest, the other is in casual attire. Quiet mood.
"Everyone fights something."

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