A Six-Word Summer

It’s that time of year again.  We are back to school (almost).  And the call has gone out: Turn in summer stories by Monday.  Last year it was a poem:  We launched with “Where We’re From.”  This time, six words should do.  So which six words to choose? Summer came and went too soon? Yes,…

Which is it?

I spoke with a woman yesterday who said our bi-annual MRI would cost $5907. Add in the 25% we pay after we’ve met our deductible, and our share of the cost would be $5227.00. I’m sorry.  I must not have heard correctly. Yes, the MRI costs $5907, so your share of the cost is a…

Collective Soul

Water.  It’s good for my soul. Sunshine, the smell of rain.  Yeah, they’re good, too. The way it all feels like kisses on my skin, they way it all caresses my senses. Yes, today was good for my soul. And not just mine.  I watched as you showed her how to get the boat docked…

Bullet Journal

July 20, 2017 x  register boat trailer x  ignore the attitude from the woman registering boat trailer x  conjure exact replica of Bill of Sale in the parking lot of boat registry after leaving original with attitudinally-challenged woman at motor vehicle dept. x  register the boats. Yes, boats. Plural. > register the cars.  Yes, cars….

Ah-Ha Moment (#TCRWP)

In the spirit of Kylene and Bob’s signposts and the way they advocate that, as readers, we watch for our own experience of the signposts as much as we notice when authors give these experiences to their characters, I move beyond page vi in A Guide to the Reading Workshop in TCRWP’s Primary Reading UoS….

The Wizard of UoS

“A Guide to the Reading Workshop” begins with Lucy’s A Note to My Readers.  I’d like to begin in the same way.  Yes, Lucy, with A Note to Your Readers, enhanced by guiding questions from Kylene and Bob’s Disrupting Thinking.  (If you missed the beginning of my Adventures in UoS, you may want to click here.) A Note…

Adventures in UoS

In a few weeks I will launch into the Teachers’ College Reading and Writing Project (TCRWP)’s Reading Units of Study (UoS).  And to say that I am tentative would be an understatement. I have twice attended Lucy’s workshops and twice been–in a word–disenchanted, not with the intent of her work, but with the feeling that…

All the Way Possible

Since yesterday’s post, I have finished a book, run to the hardware store, painted a wall, made a few phone calls, played in the backyard, shared the plot lines of my work in progress, all the while thinking about the possibilities that abound in this space. In this space, my desk is clean and everything…

Getting Started

There is barely enough space to write here.  Just enough for the screen in front of me, my forearms resting on the edge of the desk in front of the keyboard,  a store-bought coffee cup full of a homemade latte, and a small stack of notes that are now a few days old. Surrounding me…

100-Acre Wood

Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known. –Winnie the Pooh It wasn’t the bottom rail of a bridge, but a step ladder, and it wasn’t a river I was…

Shoulda

She sat in the middle of the back seat, sandwiched between our snowboards and her dad.  Her hands were spread like talons in front of her, sticky and dripping with orange juice. “I shoulda gotten a banana.”  Silent pause.  Then the car explodes in laughter; it is the perfect punchline to a road trip trekked…

All About

Learning to snowboard, it’s all about getting up. Teaching to snowboard, it’s all about letting go. I am participating in the 10th annual Slice of Life Story Challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers.  On this, the last day of the challenge, I am so grateful to have taken this on once again, so grateful to…