Breaking Waves - Fear
Excerpt from Chapter 8: What lies beneath
Firstly - thank you, and paying it forward
As I’m in between Friday Dips on the subject of ‘fear’, I thought this may be an opportune moment to share an excerpt from Breaking Waves on this very subject. More specifically - fear and water.
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Well, it doesn’t get much more scary than asking people to consider paying for content, but now that I’ve got beyond that, let’s talk about fear!! And the only place to really start when associating fear and water is of course...
Breaking Waves Chapter 8: What lies beneath - excerpt
The 70s have a lot to answer for
Firstly, and really the only place to start when associating fear and water, is to say that I am FIRMLY of the ‘Jaws’ generation. The timelessly classic film about a great white shark merrily chomping its way through a bunch of happy holidaymakers was released when I was three years old. I have never lived anywhere within a thousand miles of a great white shark, and yet have spent most of my life checking behind me in the water, and still would never paddle on a surfboard with my limbs dangling over the side.
I grew up with its fin bobbing around my psyche, that unforgettable music the soundtrack of terror to this day - epitomising the narrative of ‘see nothing, fear everything’. It ranks as one of my most watched films ever, alongside Star Wars, Grease and the Wizard of Oz. I can still see my brother, Brian, cackling at the screams of me and my girlfriends, whilst trying to suppress his own. Whilst my children may find the special effects risible, they still leap out of their seats at the music, the jumps...and as for the head coming out of the shipwreck...
