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I’m Not Creative! So Said She (or He)
Remember when you were little and had that GIANT box of Crayola crayons and endless sheets of blank white paper? Remember how carefree and happy you felt as you drew purple elephants, orange grass, and places no one had ever seen? What happened? For most of us, being creative is a distant…
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The Poetry We Live
I often stand at our fridge, looking at the dozens of words, all magnetized and waiting to be noticed, moved, and meshed into a poem or story. I wait to see what jumps out at me – combinations of words that take on a life of their own. A few months ago, four words stood…
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When your lens captures it…. #It’sAllThere