Life is all about choices. If there is a common theme in my writing, it would be that. In fact, my curiosity about why people do the things they do, is why I write.
Certainly, the three main characters in my novel The Brevity of Roses must each face a major choice presented to them. Ironically, one of my characters, whose field of study was cultural anthropology, least understands herself and becomes emotionally imprisoned by letting others make choices for her.
A few days ago, I looked through an old file folder and found this poem I wrote in 2005. It’s theme? Choice.
I have stood on the brink,
but did not leap.
I have stepped back
and fled to live
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