The Life She Kept Passing Through

Some stories begin with a question. Others begin with an observation that refuses to leave. This one started with a routine. I wasn't thinking about a turning point or a dramatic change when I began.

What Kept Calling Her Back

Some stories begin with an idea. Others begin with a place. This one started because I kept thinking about the difference between searching for an answer and paying attention to what keeps pulling at your attention. The story eventually took shape on a boardwalk in San Diego, but the real starting point happened long before I ever wrote the first sentence.

What Kept Calling Her Back

Some stories begin with a scene. This one began with a question I have watched people wrestle with for years.
Why do we spend so much time waiting for clarity when life is often already giving us direction?
Most people would prefer certainty. We want to know how things will turn out before we commit ourselves to a path.