Irrational fears are illogical and for the most part, groundless.
Knowing this does absolutely nothing to make them go away, or make them any easier to face. I’ve got one major irrational writing fear that keeps rearing it’s head from time to time…
Irrational fears are illogical and for the most part, groundless.
Knowing this does absolutely nothing to make them go away, or make them any easier to face. I’ve got one major irrational writing fear that keeps rearing it’s head from time to time…
No matter the genre, I’m a sucker for a love story.
Aliens are invading the planet? I’ll be waiting for the brilliant scientist to get with the mouthy fighter pilot. A string of murders in a small town? You can bet I’m keeping track of every time the flirty librarian and shy professor decided to partner up to help with the case. A world full of magic and mythology? I’ve been waiting for the protagonist and one of the supporting characters to get together the moment they began bickering.
The world will not end with a bang, but with a whisper. I should know, I’m the one who’ll end it and I don’t plan on making much noise.
You see, I’ve been here since the beginning, the very beginning. Watching as the great beasts froze, as man lost his hair and walked upright, as metal took to the skies and seas.