this past weekend, i found myself riding on the back of a motorcycle, on the highway, for an hour. in. the. freezing. cold. rain.
i was terrified. as i sat there holding on for dear life, i thought to myself, just relax. and i did. i took in the beautiful view, the colors of the changing leaves, the rain. and then i laughed - because, in reality, this was all pretty fun.
writing can often be like riding a motorcycle. it’s really, really scary. but when you relax and run with your thoughts and ideas, it can be pretty fun.
