Hidden

The real me likes to hide. 

I wish she wouldn't, but she feels uncomfortable at times, mostly around new people.  There's something about them that forces her to retreat.  But she's there.

She loves to read, and often judges a book by it's shape.

She's fascinated by ripples in water and the flashing scales of any fish.

She loves the colors green and blue, but detests the color pink. 

She often doesn't know what to do with her hands, and sometimes her face can't seem to relax. 

Sometimes she stutters when she's nervous.

On bad days she avoids mirrors, but most days she doesn't let their taunting bother her.

She likes to smile, and sometimes smiles for no good reason.

She wishes she could climb up trees, and she prefers pens over pencils. 

She loves a good rainstorm, but only when it's warm and accompanied by flashes of light and rages of sound.  And when she hears that first roar of thunder, she grabs a book and finds a nook by a window.

She likes to dance, even though she isn't very good.

She's kind and dependable, and surprisingly talkative. 

She's easily amused, and doesn't need a lot to have fun.  And when she ventures out of her fear, she's fun to be with. 

She only likes to paint her toenails, not her fingernails. 

Her favorite place to be is in a small crevice of salty rocks, so close to the sea that she can taste it and feel the spray of waves as they crash.

She doesn't mind being alone sometimes, but she likes to be with people too.

She drips her emotions on paper and when she bleeds, it comes out as ink.

Sometimes she lets her quiet twin take over.  But sometimes her courage gets the best of her and she kicks the quiet one out.  And then she finally comes up for air, and wonders why she ever stayed hidden for so long. 

Bring it on, Resistance

"There's a secret that real writers know that wannabe writers don't, an the secret is this: It's not the writing part that's hard.  What's hard is sitting down to write. 

What keeps us from sitting down is Resistance."

~ Steve Pressfield

The Dragon's Eye

Meet David.  He's a twenty one year old average college student.  An only child, his mother raised him herself after his father died when he was ten.  He has dark brown hair, green eyes, and a tall frame.  He's somewhat quiet, but strong-willed.  He may not be anything special, but he is fine with who he is.  An average day consists of college and work.  But now college is ending for the summer and David is excited to keep working and to have a fun summer with his friends.  Or so he thought.  One day his mother signed him up for a "special program" for other young adults his age.  She was very vague on the details and there was no way for him to escape it.  The program is at a cabin deep in the woods, with four other people David's age and older mentors who will teach them.  Soon David finds out that he and the others are meant to be dragon brothers, and they were sent to the cabin to learn how to control their new powers that are beginning to develop, and how to interact with the dragons he never knew existed.  And soon David discovers that there is a mystery surrounding his father.  

Will David learn about what really happened to his father?
Will David accept his new life and learn how to use his powers?
Will the dragons accept David and allow him into their lives?
Will David stop those who would like to see dragons extinct?