Tag Archives: fear and writing

Field notes from the Pacific Coast | up Ulrich’s Couloir, Stuart

Posted on May 31, 2017 by

I was probably the only student in class who fell that day, and the instructors pretended not to notice, either to save me the embarrassment or because they were embarrassed themselves. How do you fall on a belay? I couldn’t … Continue reading →

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The fear to really be | what scares us most, about art

Posted on March 28, 2017 by

It had been many months since I went around the corner from our house to the new development. Why would I?—turning left instead of right, I could go down to the lake. Turning right, and right again, they’d taken out … Continue reading →

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The someday, faraway passages

Posted on August 20, 2015 by

The want to be, could be, should be is too hard to be and easier left for another day that’s faraway, unsaid. There is no day now, no deadlines or rules, no place to be but the blind insides of space, where … Continue reading →

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