To say that it's been a while since I blogged is an understatement. Looking back at my blogging history, 2018 has been abysmal. Embarrassing. Shameful. Thus far, I've posted a big whole twice. Me, the teacher who preaches how being a writer makes me an improved writing coach. How sad.
I've missed it. So much.
I often find myself thinking, "Ooh, I could write about that!" ... and then not. Later, as I'm washed with guilt, another idea explodes in my mind, but I still don't write. On a hazy Sunday evening when I find five minutes of solitude, my fingers tingle at the idea of writing... and then I can't remember any of my ideas.
What a tragedy. What frustration.
Last school year was rough to say the least. I recall not feeling good about it when it all started, and I don't even know why. Near the beginning, I already struggled with relating to a particular group of students, and that simply continued throughout the spring semester. Paperwork piled up, and work felt like a struggle. It was all a struggle, including writing.
So far, thankfully, this year feels better! Summer was the perfect blend of hype and hilarity with rest and rejuvenation, and I came back to year twenty-something refreshed. I've started this year with a student teacher who is more colleague and partner in crime than teacher in training, and I think we're having some fun planning, learning, and risking together as educators. Academic Decathlon is in full swing, and who doesn't love a good nerdy brain competition? I've even got #NCTE18 to look forward to!
Thus, I declare this my blogging come back! My moment! My return to the writing world!
Or, more realistically, my third successful post of 2018. Let's all hope there's a number four!
I've missed it. So much.I often find myself thinking, "Ooh, I could write about that!" ... and then not. Later, as I'm washed with guilt, another idea explodes in my mind, but I still don't write. On a hazy Sunday evening when I find five minutes of solitude, my fingers tingle at the idea of writing... and then I can't remember any of my ideas.
What a tragedy. What frustration.
Last school year was rough to say the least. I recall not feeling good about it when it all started, and I don't even know why. Near the beginning, I already struggled with relating to a particular group of students, and that simply continued throughout the spring semester. Paperwork piled up, and work felt like a struggle. It was all a struggle, including writing.
So far, thankfully, this year feels better! Summer was the perfect blend of hype and hilarity with rest and rejuvenation, and I came back to year twenty-something refreshed. I've started this year with a student teacher who is more colleague and partner in crime than teacher in training, and I think we're having some fun planning, learning, and risking together as educators. Academic Decathlon is in full swing, and who doesn't love a good nerdy brain competition? I've even got #NCTE18 to look forward to!Thus, I declare this my blogging come back! My moment! My return to the writing world!
Or, more realistically, my third successful post of 2018. Let's all hope there's a number four!
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