The ebb and flow of creative life is as constant as the cycles of the moon but it is often difficult to trust the process. I reflect on how my writing has been elusive this past month.
Category: imagination
Halloween
I have a confession to make. I love Halloween. I have always loved Halloween and becoming an adult has not changed that love one iota. As soon as the season changes to autumn, the pumpkins come out. The orange lights grace my bushes, the funny and not so funny witch faces appear on walls and…
Confessions of a Baby Boomer Mom- Infinite
via Daily Prompt: Infinite One of my new resolutions has been to step out of my comfort zone so this morning I decided to take on a daily prompt challenge from WordPress. The challenge was to write about the word Infinite. Crazy to say but that word conjures up a lot of things for me….
Confessions of a Baby Boomer Mom – Homecoming
Home is where the love, holiday magic and traditions are!
Confessions of a Baby Boomer Mom – Ribbons
I have a confession to make. I am a breast cancer survivor and I have never been a fan of the pink ribbon. Just admitting that sounds strange and I can almost hear the gasps coming from fellow survivors and pink ribbon proponents. The pink ribbon has a strong message and it carries a…
Confessions of a Baby Boomer Mom – Swing Time
A humble swing can become the greatest vehicle for dreaming. Read on…
Tina Celentano - Writer 