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Creativity

I realize I've been silent lately, and I've probably lost the scattered crumbs of readers that I had. My only excuse is being a mother - a mother-of-the-bride. She's officially a wife now and has been for all of ten days. I think I've recovered enough to jump back into writing - at least until my son's graduation in May and wedding in June draws closer.

I've decided to start blogging on my blog - a novel idea, eh? I realized that posting stories - and only stories - could get old. They're not long for short stories, but they are long for a blog post. My apologies. I'll likely post a story here and there but my goal is to write a blog once or twice a week. We'll see how that works for me.

The creative mind has always amazed me. I think that's why I liked to watch Lost In Space and Star Trek in my growing up years. Aliens are fascinating! From one-eyed monsters to extra-large extra-terrestrials such as Jabba the Hut, the appearance and abilities of space creatures are varied and endless.

Of course, the world of fantasy is none too shy when it comes to tantalizing creatures either. We have the typical dragons and fairies around every library corner, but then along came Tolkein and he gave us hobbits, ents, and of course Gollum amongst others.

All of these came from someone's imagination. Nothing else. They're all creatures that were born in the mind and thoughts of someone just like you and me. They didn't exist and then they did. They came into being simply by being thought of. If we were to travel through history and list all the non-human, non-tangible beings ever created in verbal or written lore, I don't suppose the task would ever be complete. The list continues to grow and grow and grow.

It just fascinates me.

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