Day 3: Trying to Teach
April 3, 2001
7:23 a.m.
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1,3000 words:  Another pretty good morning, especially considering that these were mostly new words.   One of the teachers at Brigid's school has decided to teach a special writing class after school on Monday afternoons. Brigid decided she wanted to do it, and so she talked to her guitar teacher and the agreed to rearrange her schedule to free the day up. If you've read this journal for a long time now, you probably know that Brigid will occasionally write a story or so on her own already, and she's participated in weekends where Lisa (the writer/friend, not the wife/copy editor) and I do our infamous PlotFests. So I wasn't surprised that she wanted to do it. Yesterday was her first day. So I asked her how things went while we ate dinner. "Fine," she said, cutting into her chicken. "What did you do?" "We wrote," she said, chewing. "Tell me more," I replied with infinite patience, knowing full well that as the male of the species I was getting a full dose of my own medicine during this exchange. She eventually went on to say they had done some characterization exercises, using the first letters of people's names as seeds to bring up characteristics. They did a bit of free verse writing, too, I think. And then that was that for the first week. They're supposed to write every day, now, though. Something that I found interesting. Later in the evening, as we were getting ready for bed, Lisa (the copy editor/wife) gave Brigid a hug. "So, you have to write every day, huh?" "Yeah." "When are you going to write?" I said. "I don't know." "I've always found it best to have a specific time," I replied. "But you do it your way." What I really meant, of course, was "You're totally out of your mind if you don't schedule something and stick to it." But it didn't come out directly that way. "We'll see." "Everyone writes differently," I said with a sagely smile. "But my way is the one true away." And like every good writer, Brigid just gave a response that was half nod and half shrug that said I was probably crazy, and went off to do it her own way. Have a great day   Corrupt 'em while they're young, I say ... Daily Persistence is © Ron Collins |
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