Beginner's Heart

Beginner's Heart


waiting (impatiently!) for the National Day on Writing

imageSunday is one of my favourite days at any time — it’s the day when, if you’re working as a teacher, you’re (ideally!) caught up with your grading. Your household chores are sorta/kinda done. You can relax. Maybe. :)

But this coming Sunday I’m already getting ready for. It’s the National Day on Writing, sponsored by the National Council of Teachers of English and the International Writing Centers Association, among other organisations.

This year’s theme is a GREAT one for a blogger: write2connect. It’s what all writers do, of course, but it’s imperative for those of us who blog that we remember you guys — our readers. Even if we never ‘meet’ you, you’re real. And the Buddhist in me knows that we’re connected whether I know it or not — everything’s connected, as is everyone — but it’s not something I always remember…

Except when I blog, and I find myself wondering who will read this? Who will care? And does it even make sense? The same questions students (of all ages) ask in a workshop. When I tell them we (writers) never stop asking that question, they look grim. Somehow, I think they are always hoping for some other answer.

But I do write to connect. Hence my overly active FB account. My Twitter feed. My emails & cards & notes to friends & family. All an effort to connect, to strengthen the twinings that bind.

So for the next few days that’s the topic. Tune out, if you don’t want to hear a LOT about writing. But then again, you might want to stick around. Writing isn’t about grades, you know — it’s about connection. And passion. And learning about yourself. Actually? It’s about everything.



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my mother's heart and #Ferguson
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turning hatred into love, or, the importance of Unabashed Smiles
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heartsick reprised
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heartsickness, the '60s, and Ferguson MO
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posted 2:06:37pm Aug. 14, 2014 | read full post »




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