Growing up in a small town I felt a sense of safety most of the time. It was during my childhood I learned about the “what-ifs” of life. It was taught to me unknowingly by my mother. She had no idea her anxiety about the evils of the world lent itself to my childhood fears.
It’s the beginning of a New Year. I’m not quite sure what to do with it. If I pin my hopes too high on a new year I will most certainly be disappointed. If I stay stuck in my ways and try to hold on to the old year I might stay glued to a sticky life.
It is no secret I don’t like dentists. I live in fear of their tools the same way the characters in my books fear being caught by the protagonist. I don’t actually dislike the people who are dentists. I have very good friends who are dentists, and I like them as the person they are [...]
