{"id":3243,"date":"2025-06-12T17:47:10","date_gmt":"2025-06-12T17:47:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bookloves.com\/?p=3243"},"modified":"2025-06-12T17:47:10","modified_gmt":"2025-06-12T17:47:10","slug":"be-scared-but-be-brave-by-maura-jortner","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bookloves.com\/?p=3243","title":{"rendered":"Be Scared, But Be Brave by Maura Jortner"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019m a huge scaredy cat.<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t use this term lightly, nor without full knowledge of its meaning; I live with a seventeen-pound cat named Shiloh who is frightened of many things, including: the vent under the pantry, shoes, the occasional misplaced school bag, any new item put on the kitchen table, and the cat bed I bought for him in May. Upon encountering any of these things, he hunches down, tail puffed wide, and stretches his neck to its limit to sniff at whichever dreaded item he has encountered before deciding that it\u2019s not worth the risk, and rushing off.<\/p>\n<p>He\u2019s a huge scaredy cat, and so am I.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I was reminded of this during the past week when I returned to Galveston Island. There\u2019s a lovely state park there (and by <em>lovely<\/em>, I mean <em>terrifying<\/em>) that is filled with tall grasses, prickly flowers, innumerable insects, loads of birds, and probably many hidden alligators. (I say probably because there are signs warning of them, but I\u2019ve never seen one.) I journeyed to this state park for the first time four years ago, and, looking out over the wide expanse of largely untamed nature, I got the idea for my second middle grade book, <em>Keepers of the Marsh. <\/em>It seemed like the perfect place for a witch to live, but unlike Baby Yaga, this witch\u2019s house would stand on alligator legs.\u00a0<\/p>\n<div class=\"wp-block-jetpack-tiled-gallery aligncenter is-style-rectangular\">\n<div class=\"\">\n<div class=\"tiled-gallery__gallery\">\n<div class=\"tiled-gallery__row\">\n<div class=\"tiled-gallery__col\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"tiled-gallery__col\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>So I was back in the place that inspired my novel but the trail my family had walked before was closed. We went in search of a different one, called \u201cAlligator Loop.\u201d This was not my idea. In fact, walking around a small lake on a trail called \u201cAlligator Loop\u201d was the last thing I would have suggested. Dying while on vacation because a fierce and dangerous reptile dragged me into the water and chomped me to bits was not, and would never be, on my to-do list. Yet, I wanted to be a good sport, so I followed my husband and daughter as we set off. Fortunately or unfortunately, we went the wrong way and when we realized our mistake, we decided just to go with it and hike the next trail. We soon found a path; I can\u2019t call what we walked down a trail. It was merely a strip of mowed grass, which was, we learned later, \u201cOak Mott Loop.\u201d It wasn\u2019t long but it was scary. The path was about two feet wide and bordered with long grass and tufted, high vegetation. It was filled with flies and mosquitos and mud and puddles. My husband went first, the trailblazer. My daughter was next, striding with confidence. I was at the end, swatting at flying things and holding myself back from crying out (more than once) \u201cWhat was that?\u201d I stopped at every strange noise, only to push on again. I gasped at every movement, which I quickly followed with a silent, internal peptalk. I was, in short, a huge scaredy cat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/nerdybookclub.wordpress.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/9780823457915.jpg\"><\/a><\/div>\n<p>This experience made me reconsider Lana, the main character in <em>Keepers of the Marsh. <\/em>Although she is only twelve years old, she\u2019s brave. She goes into the marsh\u2014this exact marsh\u2014and faces the witch. She asks questions, and then, when the witch curses her family, she must save them. Lana is far braver than me.<\/p>\n<p>In fact, most of the books I read and hold dear are filled with brave characters. Perhaps it is because I\u2019m such a huge scaredy cat that I appreciate their bravery.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Coyote Sunrise bravely tricks Rodeo into driving across the country, trying to get as close to her old home as possible without him realizing it.<\/p>\n<p>Katniss Everdeen bravely steps in as District Twelve\u2019s tribute for her sister, Prim.<\/p>\n<p>Alina Starkov bravely faces The Darkling and his monsters, the <em>nichevo\u2019ya<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>Jane Eyre bravely returns to Thornfield even though she thinks Mr. Rochester is going to soon marry Blanche Ingram.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>These brave characters are dear to my heart not because they blindly run toward danger, but because they rush toward threats <em>knowingly<\/em>. They are not fools. They can see what\u2019s coming. They understand the risks. But they choose to face the peril anyway. Why? For some of them it\u2019s passion. Coyote Sunrise needs to get that buried box with family pictures. Jane Eyre loves Mr. Rochester and will stay with him until she is forced to go. For others, it\u2019s love. Katniss Everdeen won\u2019t let her little sister be a part of the Hunger Games. Alina Starkov knows the Darkling must die to save her country. Whatever the motivation, these characters face danger bravely and they teach us how to. They show us that you can feel scared and still act with courage.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And that\u2019s is the point, isn\u2019t it? Not just in books but in life. Life is scary. It\u2019s filled with dangers, unknowns, and hidden alligators that might drag us into the water and chomp us to bits at any moment. (Metaphorical and real, I suppose.) There are terrors everywhere. But if we don\u2019t face them, we\u2019re not living. We\u2019re hiding. We\u2019re cowering in fear. And although I\u2019m a huge scaredy cat, I try to live like the characters in the books I love. This is why I write brave characters as well. Lana knows that saving her family will be difficult, but she is determined to do it, even if it means working with her twin sister and telling her Nana the truth. And like her, I want to live bravely, even when I feel terrified. This is why when my husband said, \u201cHey, let\u2019s go check out Alligator Loop,\u201d I nodded and replied, \u201cOkay.\u201d Sure, I never made it to there, to Alligator Loop. Sure, I was scared while we plodded down that wet, buggy path, but I did it, and I\u2019m happy that I did.<\/p>\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/nerdybookclub.wordpress.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/jortner-maura_headshot_photo-by-bethany-johnson.jpg\"><\/a><\/div>\n<p>Maura Jortner\u00a0teaches creative writing and literature at Baylor University. She lives in Waco with her husband, two daughters, and a cat that knows tricks. 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