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A trip through the cloud…
No, I don’t mean a legit cloud. We are not talking cumulus, cirrus, nimbus, or stratus. I am talking about the cloud of tags on the side there. You see it, right? The one on the right side of this page? Yep, that one. I just did something I haven’t done in a while. I randomly clicked somewhere in the cloud and read what came up. It was an interesting experience. I found the first time I met Katherine (my Facebook daughter now) and said that she seemed like a rather nice sort. I found funerals. I found Ren Faire. I found the cutest foreign exchange student ever. Reflections on…
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"Miss, why do you write?"
The title is the simple and complex question from one of my students today when I told them that for my birthday I was doing a writing lock-in. She couldn’t understand why I would want to do that or be excited by it. When I told her writing is a compulsion I had to explain compulsion. (What would you expect? They’re my English Language Learners and while they may not speak English as their first language I will defend my point that they are brilliant for being able to work in two languages to anyone who is fool enough to think otherwise based on accents.) Explaining compulsion is what really…