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Photos & A Thousand Words
I’ve been noodling on whether or not to post this, and I’m waking up this morning to the feeling that this post is nothing compared to the everyday challenges I faced as a writing teacher. I’ve been going through old … Continue reading
Just Write, A Reflection
One of the magical results of blogging is when somebody finds your writing via the Internets Search Engine Machine. You put a post out there, your readers read (whomever you lovely folks are). Some people comment, some people DM you, … Continue reading
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Supported & Autonomous
I have been consulting quite a bit these last few weeks with teachers all over the country who are preparing for the fall term. Some of them I’ve met before. Some of them have been in workshops with me. Most … Continue reading
To The North
There is this scene in David Peace’s Red Riding Trilogy that I can’t quit thinking about. The police are celebrating a horrendous victory. Of Corruption. Of Capitalism. Of capitalistic corruption. Patriarchy. Privilege. It’s a horrifying scene that popped into my head when … Continue reading
The Right Kind Of Eyes
Over the last couple of weeks, I traveled 8, 496 miles by foot, by plane, by car, by thoughts and dreams. I’ve moved into a new role where I travel to do workshops, and I’ll be honest: I love working … Continue reading
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Tagged BookReviews, Hiking, Instructional Design, Jobby Job Memoir, Travel Thoughts
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800 Word Memoir: Chin Up
Recently I lost a knitting project. Walking in some corridor of one of three airports, I lost a small bag containing a scarf that I was working on here and there. There and here. For months. Row by row. Stitch … Continue reading
None of Us Ever Become Experts
About two weeks ago, I attended yoga for the first time, I’m sad to say, in months. I walked to the studio seeking out two hours of suffering and total escape that I can’t seem to achieve on my bike. When … Continue reading
Workshop As A Verb
Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting. ~Cormac McCarthy One of my most vivid childhood memories is the day I learned how to ride a bike without training wheels. I remember my dad running behind me with … Continue reading
Files & Files: A Memoir
It’s funny. I think I was a better blogger when I was an unhappy grump about my job. What to do when I spend a lot of time reading and writing at work? And I dig it! In my free time … Continue reading
Remixing The Memoir: I’m Moving To Portland, OR
Over the last two weeks, I’ve been offered two dream jobs, two awful jobs, one job that would kill my soul, and one delayed rejection from a job I had already assumed I did not get back in August. Checking … Continue reading
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