For many childless adults, the idea of having summers off and going “back to school” in the fall is a distant memory. However, for those of us who haven’t spent much time working in the illusion known as the “real word,” summers off, or at least a off from our regular job, is a veryContinue reading “No Back to School Blues”
“I’ve spent like, a total of 12 hours on this essay and my instructor wants me to revise it again! This is the third draft! It has to be good!” -anonymous student Four Lessons About the Writing Process I Didn’t Believe Until I Started Teaching By Sara Codair As a professional tutor working in a busyContinue reading “Four Lessons About the Writing Process I Didn’t Believe Until I Started Teaching”
When I decide to write a flash story after spending the day grading papers, I end up writing stories inspired by cat toys. “Flying mouse-squirrel-bird Thing” is one of those. My cat has this crinkly, furry toy that is flattened like a flying squirrel but with the face and coloring of a mouse. It has strings danglingContinue reading “Flying Mouse-Squirrel-Bird Thing”
I find it terrifying when I realize that scientist and the media are playing a game of virtual telephone with information.
As the semester comes to an end, it can be hard to remember to eat at all, let alone eat healthy. This was true for me when I was a student, and still is true now that I am a teacher. Since women cannot survive on chocolate alone (though we often want to), I believeContinue reading “Finals Week and Chicken Soup”
Tuesdays are the best and worst day of my week. I leave the house at 8:30 a.m. and don’t get home until 9:30 p.m. I tutor all day and teach at night, ending the day with my favorite group of students. By the time I get home, I’m exhausted, hungry, and off-the-wall hyper. This Tuesday,Continue reading “The Magic of Tuesday Acceptance Letters”
I used to just write what I understood. Now, I go out of my way to write what I don’t.
Creative Writing exercises are my favorite thing to do in class. However, I used to think there wasn’t room for them in a first year writing class. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Teaching any kind of writing without creative exercises is like a coach who doesn’t encourage his or her athletes to run orContinue reading “A Fun Run for the Developing Writer’s Brain”
The space a class is taught in often has a profound impact on the students’ attitude and the ambiance of the classroom’s community. It’s not everything, but it can go a long way. As an adjunct, I have virtually no control over what room my class is taught in, so I’ve learned to make the mostContinue reading “Making the Space”
This soup like looks like words drowned in red ink. It tastes as beautiful as the writing would have been if that red tide had not drown it before it learned to swim.