Here is a fearful moment I captured on video. Athena is the puppy in our team. We are at Lake Superior. She loves to jump. She loves to catch sticks in her mouth, and carry them, and bring them, and find them. We want to be part of her excitement. We seek out opportunities to be triangulated with her love of sticks.
Each time I watch this video, my stomach turns at a certain moment (if you watch it, you’ll know which one…)
I try to let the fear rise and fall away.
My novel, The Arbornauts, is part horror/part psychological suspense. I didn’t know this was the way this novel would go, but I am interested in the continual facing of fear.
What is your experience of fear? What do you do to avert fear? How do you face fear? What is underneath fear? I’m asking myself these questions. Today. Often.
Fear. Fear. Fear.