How many times have you let fear stop you? Think about it for a minute. For myself, I can say that I’ve let it stop me dead in my tracks quite a few times. In retrospect, the only reason I had to not reach that next goal was that I was scared. So yes, you…
When I was little, our house had the most beautiful window on the top half of the front door. It had a faceted border that would cast rainbows all around it on sunny afternoons. The light had to hit just the right way, and I never knew when I would see a rainbow in my…
It freaks me out, if I’m honest. Staring at a blank page knowing I have to turn it into something is slightly terrifying. But I have to write. There is just no choice in the matter. There is something in my mind that just takes to words so strongly, and craves to construct them in…
My creativity intimidates me. It sounds backwards and odd when I actually write it out, but it’s true. Something that used to be my escape is now something I fear. But I don’t think it’s necessarily the creativity or the writing (in my case) themselves that incite this fear; it’s the potential for failure. In…
Introducing “Renewed Conversations”! This is a new type of post in which I revisit old blog posts and craft new ones to show how I’ve grown in these subjects over the past however long it’s been. The first one is going to be a brand-new, in-depth conversation about consistency paired with some updates about my…
I’ve shied away from this calling for too long. Since I was a child, I’ve been drawn to the way language can create other worlds, how it transmits untold messages, and how it can become most anything at all. It’s moldable and fluid. It was the hiding place I used to run to when other…
