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  • 2 weeks ago | medium.com | Rick Allen |Arpad Nagy

    Each week, I will give you a new sentence — the first sentence for you to write a piece of short fiction. From drabbles to several-minute reads — let your imagination take you where it will!Follow publication“First Line Fiction” Weekly Prompt #46The old journal was filled with stories she didn’t remember writing. She flipped the page. “A tale of ferrets, a cursed teapot, and spontaneous combustion?” Not her handwriting or genre. And yet… it was her journal.

  • 3 weeks ago | open.substack.com | Rick Allen

    For years, I thought creativity meant being original. Clever. Maybe even impressive. I figured if I could just come up with something no one else had thought of, I’d be a real artist. A real writer. A real contributor to this strange and beautiful world. But it never quite worked that way. Rick’s Newsletter is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.

  • 3 weeks ago | medium.com | Rick Allen

    What happens when I stop reaching for brilliance and start allowing something deeper to move through meFor years, I thought creativity meant being original. Clever. Maybe even impressive. I figured if I could just come up with something no one else had thought of, I’d be a real artist. A real writer. A real contributor to this strange and beautiful world. But it never quite worked that way. I’ve come to realize that creativity lives in the space between effort and grace.

  • 3 weeks ago | medium.com | Rick Allen

    A delightful place to spend some time, feed your soul, be inspired, and laugh a lot. Follow publicationWhy I stopped teaching certainty and started modeling curiosityI used to think the goal of teaching was to pass along what I knew. The right answers. The clear values. The stable foundation. But over time, I noticed something: the more certain someone was, the less they could listen. The more fixed their viewpoint, the more fragile it became when challenged.

  • 1 month ago | rickallen.substack.com | Rick Allen

    There are moments when something ordinary stops me — a line of shadow across a table, a worn hand resting in stillness, the uneven edge of a pot someone made by hand. These things aren’t beautiful in the way we’ve been taught to expect. But they feel honest. Alive. And in that aliveness, I feel something I trust. I’ve come to believe that beauty isn’t just decoration — it’s revelation. It doesn’t flatter. It tells the truth.

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