WARNING!

Reading this blog has made people want to kill themselves, so if you are easily depressed, perhaps you should find something more uplifting to do, like watch a Holocaust documentary or read a Cormac McCarthy novel.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

an unforeseen side effect

so here i am, in the midst of taking a summer class on writing, learning how to "trust the gush" and to find my own voice as i learn how to help my students find their voice and then when i come here to write, i find i'm all written out. it's like the barista who spends her day serving coffee and has no desire to drink any when she gets home.

this should explain my silence.

so how was the first week? good and bad i suppose. started painfully - had no desire to be there and felt not only was i a bad teacher but a bad writer as well. but i soon lost the dark cloud and the rest of the week turned out ok. we have to turn in 8-10 pages of writing, plus a 2-3 page reflection on those pages, plus a 90-minute presentation, plus a 25 page portfolio of our writing. pretty similar to what i did at kent, really. hopefully this time i'll remember to do the reflection on each piece. wanted to focus on writing that doesn't come naturally, namely short story, but found myself falling back into my comfort zones of poetry and journaling. ah well.

here's an incomplete piece for your perusal - came out of a prompt based on gendler's book of qualities:

Insecurity stares up at the giants surrounding him, knowing he is horribly outmatched. His insignificant strides bring him only a little closer to the finish line while in the distance, Confidence and Satisfaction do their victory dance. He falls in the footsteps of those who have gone before, straining to climb out of the indentation. Insecurity hears the rumbling behind him and stops, letting others pass him by. Hope calls from up ahead, encouraging him to continue on but he cannot hear, his head swirling with past failures and insufficiencies. He lies down, wraps his arms around Fear, sprawled in the dust of Success.


this is one of those pieces where i like the idea, but not sure there's much i could do with it - it's too much like what gendler does and i'm not sure how to transform it into something purely my own.

not much else to share from this week. did find out several of us live in the norwood/oakley/hyde park area, so at least i'm only driving to miami once a week. nothing like being in a car full of women for two hours a day to lift your spirits - or drive you absolutely crazy. hilarious conversations about everything - one of the better parts of the course so far.

sam and elizabeth's wedding was lovely - perfectly matched their personalities. i almost didn't make it - wasn't feeling social - but forced myself to go. and my spirit lifted as things went on. good to see the community celebrating. and they're such a perfect couple.

ok, i need to go find some dinner. had thought i might be watching some soccer today, but plans fell through. probably for the best since i needed a nap of some sort. i'm craving bacon. that's weird....
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