Slice of Life: #WhyIWrite

When I was very young, I wrote for anyone who would read my words. Pens and paper were toys. Desk organization was play.

Then I learned my writing wasn’t. So I stopped.

I got a little older, and I wrote because someone made me.

After the very long time known as school, I read writers who dipped right into my heart, as if they were me, yet were the furthest thing from me. At this point I was certain, I would never write.

Years passed, and my teaching life began. Suddenly, I became that person to make others write. Horrified by this sudden turn of events, it became apparent there was only one way out of this mess: I had to write.

I tried. Sort of. I’d write with my students. But it was half-hearted. Again, I was doing what my teachers told me to do.  Not because I valued it.  I was not writing about things that mattered to me. I was not writing for my peers. I had nothing at risk.

I started writing in this space to look at my teaching self. In looking, I’ve realized if I were to stop teaching tomorrow, I’d write.

I write to notice moments that are washed away by the fatigue that ends a day. To understand what surrounds and inundates me. To discover who I am or maybe find who I want to be.

I have a writing self. One that chooses and revises thoughts, one that edits words and their placement. And I have a self that enters the world. One who reacts and experiences. One who publishes instantaneously. Perhaps I write to get that self, the one that enters the world, a little closer to the self I leave on the page.

Thank you, Two Writing Teachers, for Slice of Life Tuesdays. You provide a place to notice, discover, and understand who we are and who we want to be. Read more slices here.

 

15 thoughts on “Slice of Life: #WhyIWrite

  1. “So I stopped.” Ah, that teacher is one i knew as well! Love this slice and your honesty. Your search to combine your past and present makes you the writer that you are – all heart! A learner! ❤

  2. “if I were to stop teaching tomorrow, I’d write.” Yes. This. I love to write as well. It’s work, but it’s the kind of work that feels a bit like play too. Maybe it’s my older self that feels this way. Your particular brand of writing helps me see things differently, so I am grateful to you.

  3. Such beautiful words that echo my feelings exactly! When I look back, the seasons of my writing life are clear too. I’m glad I’m in the season where I accept and explore this gift of writing.

  4. I’m glad you started this blogging/ writing journey because it not only helps you capture who you are, it has connected you to me.

  5. I love these word: “I write to notice moments that are washed away by the fatigue that ends a day. To understand what surrounds and inundates me. To discover who I am or maybe find who I want to be.”
    they are inspiring!

  6. I am better for being a reader of your words! So grateful we have a space to share. My favorite line: I write to notice moments that are washed away by the fatigue that ends a day. Wow, such writing!

  7. I love it all, but you’ve managed to inject the humor in your writing life too with that paragraph starting “years passed”. I guess many of us have had that moment when we realize that we have to “show” rather than “tell”.

  8. Let me add my voice to the chorus, I am glad you found this space to write because I get to read your thinking and it expands my thinking, every time.

  9. Couldn’t agree more!!! Love this line: To understand what surrounds and inundates me. I believe I live in cognitive dissonance – writing allows me to play with ideas – to construct understanding. I too need to write! Love this space on Tuesdays! Thank you TWT!!!
    Clare

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