For hours today, I've tried to figure out what slice I could share, but I've come up with nothing.
The truth is, nothing overly interesting or worth contemplating happened today.
Except for my writer's block.
Which made me think about my students and how they must feel when I ask them to put pen to paper daily.
What if there's just nothing to say?
How annoying would it be, right now, if I had a teacher standing over me, demanding (albeit nicely) that I start writing RIGHT NOW when I can't think of a topic.
And how cliche would I sound if I explained, "I'm thinking!" for hours on end?
But it's the truth!
Even when I'm not writing, I'm thinking about writing. I'm more aware of my daily interactions because in my brain is a little black notebook that holds a list of blog-worthy moments. I look for ways to tie them together and make them engaging to my readers. I reflect more.
And I read the writing of others. Oh, do I read the writing of others! I admire their styles and tones. I search for inspiration in the words they create, both in craft and content. I ponder their questions and connect their stories to my own life.
This is how I am different today because of this challenge.
That's actually pretty powerful. And to be honest, I didn't expect it to change me at all. Not any more than participating in the monthly Currently party or sharing a book review.
But here I am writing every day. Not because someone has a linky party for me to address or some other weekly commitment I feel obligated to fulfill. I write because it feels cathartic. Because I'm accountable to my readers. Because it helps me to be more reflective of my world.
And I think this is what good writers do.
Although I've been a blogger for years, this is the first moment I've truly felt like I could authentically call myself a writer.
And I have to say, it feels really good to be sharing parts of myself aside from my life as a teacher. I feel like it allows me to connect with this writing community in deeper ways.
Thank you for being a part of mine!