Here is a page I created for a design challenge over at 2peas. N and I took this picture at my SIL's wedding; she had a photo booth that was just perfect for her vintage theme. I'm so pleased to be able to capture the fun and joy of that day with these bright colors. That "admit two" ticket was perfect, along with the camera, for capturing our time in that little booth!
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Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Friday, May 3, 2013
On Writing
I remember back in college one of my English professors gave us an assignment that seemed far too easy. He offered us something to read, can't remember what it was, but the instructions were: write something if you're inspired. And if you're not inspired, please don't write anything. Whether you write something or don't write anything, you get an A either way.
Huh?
To our late-adolescent minds this was simply too good to be true.
The subsequent line of questioning between students and prof then went something like this:
You mean we don't have to do the assignment?
Well, read the piece.
And do we have to write a response?
Only if one is elicited by the text.
And if not?
Then don't write anything. Just turn in a paper with your name and course information.
And we still get an A, no matter what we write, or whether we write at all?
Yes.
He then went onto explain that the process of literary response is just that--response. It's not about compiling a heap of rubbish and putting it into sentences, uniting it into a crafty paragraph with the most eloquent verbiage possible. It's not about digging digging, and when nothing is found, imagining, concocting connections that never existed, effusing emotions that never were felt, presenting ideas that were never believed.
So you mean all this bs-ing that we English majors pride ourselves on being able to do, is just that? A waste of our time?
His revelation to us was that it wasn't only a waste of our time, but of his, and more shamefully, a waste of the text.
And so, that has stuck with me. When writing, don't eek something out if that something does not emerge organically. The most poignant responses and impactful musings are those that make themselves known--those that indeed existed even before the text came along! Texts of all sorts (life, music, art, writing, film, and more) should rile up responses that were already in the making, should emote emotions whose inceptions are already rooted--in both the writer and the reader.
And so, this blog. As I sit pondering what to write about, what subjects to analyze, which to ignore, how often to write, which audience to cater to, I come back to the lesson learned in that too-good-to-be-true assignment: don't write what you don't believe. Or conversely, write what you do believe. Respond to the text (quite a broad text in my case seeing as how I plan to write about whatever moves me), in a way that's true to you.
What do you think about this statement?
Writing is an act of truth.
Huh?
To our late-adolescent minds this was simply too good to be true.
The subsequent line of questioning between students and prof then went something like this:
You mean we don't have to do the assignment?
Well, read the piece.
And do we have to write a response?
Only if one is elicited by the text.
And if not?
Then don't write anything. Just turn in a paper with your name and course information.
And we still get an A, no matter what we write, or whether we write at all?
Yes.
He then went onto explain that the process of literary response is just that--response. It's not about compiling a heap of rubbish and putting it into sentences, uniting it into a crafty paragraph with the most eloquent verbiage possible. It's not about digging digging, and when nothing is found, imagining, concocting connections that never existed, effusing emotions that never were felt, presenting ideas that were never believed.
So you mean all this bs-ing that we English majors pride ourselves on being able to do, is just that? A waste of our time?
His revelation to us was that it wasn't only a waste of our time, but of his, and more shamefully, a waste of the text.
And so, that has stuck with me. When writing, don't eek something out if that something does not emerge organically. The most poignant responses and impactful musings are those that make themselves known--those that indeed existed even before the text came along! Texts of all sorts (life, music, art, writing, film, and more) should rile up responses that were already in the making, should emote emotions whose inceptions are already rooted--in both the writer and the reader.
And so, this blog. As I sit pondering what to write about, what subjects to analyze, which to ignore, how often to write, which audience to cater to, I come back to the lesson learned in that too-good-to-be-true assignment: don't write what you don't believe. Or conversely, write what you do believe. Respond to the text (quite a broad text in my case seeing as how I plan to write about whatever moves me), in a way that's true to you.
What do you think about this statement?
Writing is an act of truth.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
The Blog I Am Afraid to Write (or...my only disclaimer)
I think back to my college days when I took June Jordan's Poetry for the People--a class designed to engage writers in poetry that tells their personal stories, poetry that speaks truth to power. One of our tasks was to write "the poem you are afraid to write". Mine was written to someone from childhood. The whole thing proved to be quite therapeutic. And now, here I stand at a precipice. I know what time it is.The time has come for me to write.
This isn't my first blog; I've had several for years now, it's just that they've been private, journal-style. But this is the first one that I will make public and that I indeed intend to maintain. In fact, I have to maintain it. I'm officially in the 2013 cohort of the Bay Area Writing Project's Summer Institute. As a Teacher-Consultant for BAWP, I'll have the chance to share my teaching and writing with other teachers from throughout the area. But the best part is that while we *talk* about *teaching* writing, we are required to write ourselves.
Hence, this blog.
It's about time. I've been afraid, but afraid is not me.
I will write.
I will take this risk of
letting my thoughts be known
my questions be heard
my quirks be outed
my story be published
my Self be shared.
This gift
life, struggle, triumph, journey, fear, faith, mothering, teaching, creating, art, prayer, weakness, confidence, thinking, learning, sorting, organizing, delving, feelingis not mine to keep.
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