Where Creativity Grows

For those of you new around here, creating is a big deal in our house. Marcus, Quinn, and I are creative souls. 

Our home is full of storytelling, improv, and music. And love allows for, promotes, and pushes us to keep creating. We create together and encourage separately, it’s an important dynamic in our love for each other and our love of art, music, words, stories, and on and on…

The starving artist and other tropes that define creativity as coming only from pain (are) frequent and believed as the only

What Are The Odds – Kari Wagner Peck

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There is so much I want to tell you about Kari and also about her son, Thorin. Thorin reminds me so much of a little Marcus, what with his endless imagination and knack for monster storytelling. Just last week, Kari shared on her blog, “A Story While Making Dinner” 

Kari and I are a lot alike, too. We are both writers, and mothers, and wishing for a more tolerant universe. I feel like the Wagner-Peck household feels a bit

The Storyteller and the Truth – Part One

 

I remember emotional points, touch the bruises, and swim in the revelation. However, I have a terrible memory for dates. At what age did I learn to ride a bike? When was my first road trip? Even important moments, like when did my son take his first steps? When did he begin using complete sentences? Or when did he start, really start, to tell me the stories that play though his imagination? Marcus just turned 27 and I think I’ve been saying “for over ten years” for three, maybe four, years.

I could dig back into the notebooks. There are