In the same brave spirit as bloggers such as PJ, Jon, Elana, Mary, I'm going to spill. Here are some things that scare the snickers out of me.
Turtles - you never know if they're swimming underneath you - coming to bite your toes. In fact, this fear is so strong, I cannot swim much farther than our raft. And we live on a flippin' lake. This depresses me.
Escalators - my heart quickens whenever I have to jump on or off one. Like I'm going to be sucked under to wherever those stairs disappear to. I've had people bump into me while I pause to try and time my approach.
The dark - whenever I'm alone at night in the house, I leave on a light. Not a night light. A honkin' bright, regular light. The irony is, I'm okay at night in the bush.
Any knife left on the counter with peanut butter on it - okay, maybe not a full-blown fear, but if I have to pick it up, I do so like it's a nuclear bomb covered in ebola virus and leaking pus.
And a very recent scary thing I have acquired since reading Writing the Breakout Novel by Donald Maass - my release day for my debut novel.
- Excitement can come disguised as fear.
Such as my fear of sailing, kayaking, dogsledding, hiking, canoe racing, and swim competitions.
Care to share one of your scary things?
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