"If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it." --Anais Nin
My friend Martha Allard tagged me to play a game called "Look." You find the word "look" in your current work-in-progress and copy the it and the surrounding paragaphs into your blog.
I taught my first class ever this month. It was an amazing experience. Addictive. I felt like I was able to see things about my students they couldn't see for themselves.
My brother died today, ten years ago. It still seems fresh, unbelievable, insurmountable. I still think of things I want to tell him and reach my hand out for the phone.