“Nick woke stiff and cramped. The sun was nearly down. His pack was heavy and the straps painful as he lifted it on. He leaned over with the pack on and picked up the leather rod-case and started out from the pine trees across the sweet fern swale, toward the river. He knew it could not be more than a mile.”
The really nice thing about Hemingway are the clear images and very simple writing he uses to convey those images. Everything he speaks of: a sun nearly down, the heavy, painful pack, and the distance of river are all very clear images. Plus the main character’s name is Nick. Gotta give props to the Nick’s of the world.
Lately, whenever i think of Hemingway, i can’t stop thinking of a Kenny Chesney album called “Hemingway’s Whiskey,” (shocker). The songs share alot of the same qualities as Hemingway’s words. They are clear, concise and are images with themes everyone can relate too. Or maybe i keep thinking about it because of the Whisky.
The "Untitled Project" 
What do you think?