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Showing posts from May, 2016

From FB to ICL

Recently I wrote something on one of my private FB writing groups that caused an outcry of anger. Honestly I didn't mean it as a political statement and when so many people got angry I was genuinely surprised. My statement was something along the lines of "I don't come to this group to talk about gender or race, I come here to get ideas for writing." During the insanity of anger over this statement, I felt sick to my stomach. I was sad. I felt misunderstood. I am usually a fighter. I will argue with anyone. My weapon of choice is words and I use them pretty well. Lately though, I'm working to stand back and think before jumping in. In the end I never replied to anyone, then I deleted my original post and left the FB group.

Without the time suck of FB--I focused my time on the thing that really matters to me--my writing for children. I've signed up to take a course at the Institute of Children's Literature. I learned about the school many years ago and al…

Teaching Life

My friend Tara took last weekend to clear her head. She spent time on her farm doing hard outdoor work. She said she needed it. For teachers this time of year is straight out exhausting. There's the weight of the closing year, the need for final grades, the wondering if we've done enough for the group of children we've come to love. I, for one, am completely exhausted. It's been a rough year for me. My new job as a gifted and talented teacher has few boundaries, but lots of public commentary.

I miss the classroom. I've been writing a lot and am loving it, but more and more I want to write children's books and for children's magazines. I took a detour into writing for adults and making more money than I've ever made, it was exhilarating. I told my Voxer writing group that I felt like I had to leave teaching, but then something changed yesterday. I met with my writing group of girls. They told me they wanted to tell me some things. They told me that they…

Be Light Like a Bird by Monika Schroder

When I was twelve, my mother was being pulled in lots of directions. There were bad marriages, five children, sometimes not enough money, and always a lot of drama. I knew just enough to be nervous. Something was up, but I think my imagination made it worse or maybe not--I'll never really know. Children feel the reverberations of their parents issues. They feel them in the silences in the house. They feel them in the loud arguments. They know much more than grown ups give them credit for knowing.

In Monika Schroder's new book Be Light Like a Bird, twelve year old Wren finds herself in personal tragedy and turmoil because her father has just been killed in a plane crash. Her mother is not a comfort in any way. Instead she seems to distance herself further each time Wren wants to talk about the accident or her father. Instead of keeping things the same so that Wren can find peace and closure, her mother keeps moving them from town to town. Wren believes that her mother doesn…

Book Giveaway Thank You

As a thank you to all my blogger friends for being helpful and supportive and wise, I am giving away twelve books that have been transformative to me during my teaching.

If you'd like one, please comment here like this:
I'd love The Unstoppable Writing Teacher. My email is UPDATED: If there is a star on a book, it's been taken already.