falling

There’s nothing quite like it: being high up on a wall, just a rope to keep you from plummeting to the ground if your hands or feet slip. The rope and the person holding it.

I used to go indoor rock climbing occasionally when I was in high school. And I trusted my climbing partner. I knew when I said “falling” and let go of the wall, I wouldn’t hit the ground.

It’s hard to climb if you don’t trust the person belaying you. It makes you overly cautious. It keeps you from reaching out to that rock that you can probably sort of reach…. maybe. With her, I knew I could take the risks I wanted to. Even if I slipped, I was safe. (more…)

imprisoned

Last week, I spent a day in prison.

Except it’s not a prison any more. It’s a popular tourist destination now known as Alcatraz Island. Back in the day, it was where the worst prisoners were sent: bank robbers, murderers, and income tax evaders (mental note: taxes ain’t no joke).

Alcatraz
Welcome to the Rock. (more…)

the real story

We’ve all been there. In a high school classroom, talking about some piece of classic literature, dissecting the themes and literary devices.

But sometimes it’s not that complicated. Want the real story? Here’s what those stories/plays were really saying.

Romeo & Juliet: Attention to details really could save your life. (Along with learning how to check a pulse.)

The Scarlet Letter: People talk about other people because they’re bored with their own lives. Be boring and no one will talk. (more…)

what INFPs think about all day

Doing some research for my characters, I stumbled across some MBTI posts about what certain types think about all day. And naturally, I looked up my type but I couldn’t find a post like it. So I said to myself “hello, you’re a writer. You write it.”

So here it is. In case you were wondering, here’s my take on what us INFPs think about all day. (more…)