
Welcome to Generative, which all began with a conversation, as most things do. I tell stories about my family and friends, and so often, people say they’ve never known anyone like us. Meanwhile, my village overflows with multiple iterations of me and mine, meaning there are innumerable stories to be told.
Imagine for a moment that a Black Boomer working as a Digital Native told stories about thriving through Love, Marriage, Family, Empty Nesting, Aging Fiercely, Building a Creative Life, Unanticipated Widowhood, Learning to Live Alone, & Bravely Facing a (Hopefully Long) Future?
Welcome to Generative. The capacity to invent new things from old things or to alchemize nothings into somethings. The women who raised me, the women I know, long before AI appropriated the language, have always been generative, spinning gold from straw, animating life from dry bones.
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