I’m not sure why I bought them. I have more than enough empty journals already. But they were on display by the checkout line in Borders on Sunday. I know they were placed solely for the impulse buyer. But I just loved the colors and they have a nifty elastic band to keep your place. [...]
Posts Tagged ‘writing’
Pretty new journals
Posted in Books, Writing, tagged Books, journals, writing on August 23, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Moon shell reminders
Posted in Books, Life, Nantucket, Writing, tagged Books, life, Nantucket, parenting, teaching, writing on August 14, 2011 | 2 Comments »
One blustery but sunny afternoon this summer we made plans to go to a small beach that was easily accessible for my in-laws. The boys, my sister-in-law, and I arrived first. Our first warning should have been the ease with which we found a parking space. We hauled all our paraphernalia out onto the beach [...]
The blank screen
Posted in Writing, tagged journals, writing on July 6, 2011 | 1 Comment »
I began writing this blog because I feel it’s important that teachers – especially those who teach writing – should be comfortable putting words on paper. As I’ve mentioned before, I have never been one of those people who is comfortable writing. In fact, until I started this blog I avoided writing as much as [...]
Comfort zones
Posted in Education, tagged learning, writing on June 17, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
One of the reasons I began writing this blog is to force myself out of my comfort zone. I’m an avid reader and always have been. I am comfortable with a book in hand, but I have never felt comfortable writing which I explained in an earlier post, I Hate Writing. Recently I read a book about teaching [...]
I hate writing!
Posted in Education, tagged writing on June 16, 2011 | 1 Comment »
I am a self proclaimed bookworm. This year I’ve already finished 36 books – classics, contemporary fiction, nonfiction. I love to read, but I struggle with writing. Always have. I loved reading the assigned books in my high school English classes, but completely froze when asked to write about what I read. I had constant [...]
