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Celaine Charles ~ My journey as a writer ~ Author site: celainecharlesauthor.com

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Merry-Merry: Socks or Chocolate

It’s Christmas Eve, for those of you who celebrate. But, it’s also Sunday Post Day for me. To begin, I am wishing you all a Merry…everything you celebrate, believe in, and/or value as a custom this time of year. A sincere Merry-Merry to you all! As for my writing advice, I’ve just tried something new below. I’m calling it a Glimpse: Take a memory from one of the characters in […]

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A Holiday Ticket to Writing

Holidays can bring out unusual feelings. Hopeful, nostalgic, inspired, and joyful, yet also crazed, anxious, melancholy, or even hostile. I hope whatever you’re feeling today, just days before Christmas, you are able to sit down with paper and pen (or computer and keyboard) and write down your feelings. Write without guilt. If you are an artist— sketch, paint, create. Use this stirring opportunity as a ticket to express. Memories, Aspirations, Realities Write […]

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Possibilities

Possibilities ~ I love this word because it’s full of hope. Anticipation swells in my belly as the word rolls off my tongue. Possibility is defined as the state or fact of being possible. Possible is defined as that which may or can be, exist, happen, be done, be used, etc. When I think of possibilities I imagine tall skyscrapers in bustling cities, or massive mountains in landscape vistas. No […]

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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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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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