From Root to Fruit:  The Ultimate Temptation

From Root to Fruit: The Ultimate Temptation

I stared into the bowl of chocolate chip cookie dough. Each creamy wave lapped the edge of the bowl as I stirred. The brown sugar and butter were smooth and the Mexican vanilla added that rich smell that makes the dough truly delightful to eat. I considered the taste—how the dough melts on the tongue, how many times I've consumed it over the years—so much so that at one time I had to make a double batch just so there would be a few cookies left at the end of the project. I set the bowl down and Continue reading

Comfort for the Broken in Spirit

Comfort for the Broken in Spirit

My teeth were chattering but I was not cold. The ache radiated from inside my muscles like hot coals. I tossed another clump of hair into the trash can—one more reminder that my body could not tolerate the shock and horror of what had happened. My broken heart was beyond the reach of pain relievers and so I sat and shivered in the darkness. I sucked on my tears and wondered if the day would ever come that they would cease. Have you ever had a pain so big and so lasting that you felt your body Continue reading

The Failure of Fantasy

The Failure of Fantasy

When I was in high school I was obsessed with horror. Horror movies and horror stories plucked a string deep inside me that throbbed like a wound. I didn't know at the time how deep the pain went. I only knew that the words on the page and the images on the screen were irresistibly titillating. I consumed them and they became a part of me. I stopped consuming horror in my early twenties after I began to have nightmares. The dreams were so terrifying that I would lay in bed crying and shaking Continue reading