Steps In Between

Celaine Charles ~ My journey as a writer.

Rainy Analogy to Counter Rejection

Rain falls like a rushing creek outside my window. If I close my eyes I can picture the meandering water in my mind. The sharp edges of stones worn smooth in its crawl to find freedom in the sea. Wouldn’t that be every raindrop’s dream? Freedom from their work in the water-cycle to swim… to simply be. They’re always on the go, those water droplets, from one responsibility to the […]

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Finding Time On The Last Warm Day

Now that it’s mid-October, I am finally falling into the idea of autumn. I said my farewells to summer. It took a while this year, as I clung to warm weather and sunshine and time… just time. There’s something about summer that makes me smile inside, that slows my pace, that turns a trip to the store into an excursion where inspiration hides around spectacles of produce. I feel so […]

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Simple Truths (inspired by author, Michelle Nelson-Schmidt)

Writers and artists, I have found some simple truths we may have forgotten as adults. Truths delivered in the form of children’s stories, but that any adult harboring a welled-up dream inside would benefit from. Truths like listening to that tiny whisper in your heart, or paying attention to what lights you up inside. Truths about that “what-if” monster, because what if he’s wrong? Truths about never giving up on […]

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Writing Recipe – Summer to September

This past summer I drudged up the courage to go to my first writing conference, the Pacific Northwest Writers Association Conference in July, 2017. It was crushingly amazing. Crushing, because with each passing hour I felt my dreams of becoming an author slip away into a bubbling witch’s brew. All my wishes still prevalent, just liquefied into one big magical mess. It was difficult being surrounded by so many published […]

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Want-To-Be-Writer

I am not an author – yet. Who decides? A publishing company? A degree in literature? My readers? I used to call myself a “want-to-be-writer” because I felt the pangs of becoming an author heavy in my chest. Yet, from the mouths of authors themselves, I have been told, “If you write, you are a writer.” But, are you a chef because you have cooked for your friends? Are you […]

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