Where does Creativity Come From?

If that red-winged blackbird singing its own majestic tune to the sun is not Creativity Itself, then what is?

He got MY creative juices dancing to write this

for you. Simple, and true.



Author: Catherine W. Scott

Grandmother, seeker, writer, fun-lover. I live by the sea in southwest France beside my daughter Leslie. Writing fiction has become joy and teacher. It is diving into one's heart to find stories, characters, ideas. That mysterious within holds wonders worth the dig. Like Walt Whitman said: "I am large. I contain multitudes."

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