Don't get me wrong, I like to work. I love working with kids. I feel right at home in a school. And thinking up a new way to teach the same stuff keeps me up at night, adrenalin flowing, synapses-a-cracklin'. I'm energized.
I do miss my writing. I miss getting lost for 3 or 4 hours in a story, playing with words and reading out loud to find just the right texture of prose slipping off the tongue.
I still write. I find time between classes to jot down new story ideas. I spend Saturday and Sunday mornings on the couch, laptop open, kids immersed in cartoons. It's productive. But it's different. It isn't all consuming.
Maybe this is just the change I need to find my way to publication.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
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2 comments:
It's hard!
Thanks for the encouragement.
:)
Where are you working with kids? At the elementary school there? Sounds intense.
Glad you're still finding time to write. You're right, sometimes a change brings fresh perspective!
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