ambivalent (adj.) having mixed feelings or contradictory ideas about something or someone… Yesterday late in the afternoon, I received an email referencing this piece. I’ve read it several times since, and caught myself mulling over aspects of it. Politeness. Authority. Acculturation and silence. Self-negation. But Verlyn Klinkenborg’s piece is about writing, isn’t it? He acknowledges…
Tag: School
Nearly wordless, but improving.
Oh, look, everyone. It’s nearly wordless Wednesday. That would be the modified version for those of us who simply can’t keep our fingers still. But you will be impressed today with my accomplishment of fewer words… Meet “Iron Fang” who showed up on the kitchen counter after school yesterday. Be afraid. Be very afraid. I…
Just another Friday
His large feet shush across the carpet toward my bed in the dim rainy day light. I can hear his hesitancy as he approaches and know he must be wondering if I’m awake, or even alive. I’m tangled in and out of covers and sheets after another restless night. It must be time for him…
Grinning and Swearing over Syllabi
It’s a little difficult to write when my iTunes playlist is soothing the crabby writing self I was planning on strutting today to commune with my First Day of Not Going to School hangover. No, not that kind of a hang over. Sheesh! It’s more of a recovery from the smackdown all those papers that…
Celebrating with the kellenator
I know it’s not Wednesday, but still. I couldn’t resist. Well, actually I must have, because there aren’t supposed to be words here, right? Feh. I so don’t know how to not say anything. It’s a genetic problem. But I had to in some way celebrate that I: was not at school on the First…
Hoop Jumping and Birch Swinging
My head and heart are full. It isn’t that on most days they aren’t, but the sense of fullness is different today. The difference is the result of something I’ve grappled with for many years — a by product of raising my sons. The result of years of observation, interaction, angst, and tribulation coming…