Fear. I hate it. My heart races, I feel queasy, my palms sweat, and I can’t sit still. I want to run and hide, and I feel like a coward. I don’t often struggle much with fear. I don’t have…
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Facing Fear
In some ways, it seems silly to write about this topic in connection with being a writer. What am I afraid of anyway? It’s not as though I’m going into battle. Nobody’s going to wave a sword or a gun…
Cathleen Townsend 