With all due respect to those of you who enjoy fishing (waving to my brother-in-law Bob), I do not share your passion. 😉 In fact, the only time I’ve actually fished was as a young child, when one of my older sisters and her boyfriend took me to a lake to fish. That remains a fun memory, but I’ve never had the desire to fish again (something about those worms…).
The one and only year I taught the fourth grade, one of the (few) highlights of that year was a field trip that May, when we went to a rural area of Georgia so the students could fish at a “Catch and Release” lake at a nature center. Needless to say, the students had a wonderful time, and thankfully didn’t mind tossing their fish back into the water. I enjoyed walking around with my camera, observing their excitement and making sure no one fell into the lake.
When I recently thought about that memory, it occurred to me that as writers, we’re doing a sort of “catch and release” with our stories.
