Inspired by Ms.Victor Reads, I am sitting here thinking....what have I done?
This is my third year participating in the March SOLSC. I've loved it in the past. Loved the feeling of being part of this community of writers. Loved reading the sheer brilliance of other slicers. Loved getting comments from those with so much writing experience.
So why the second thoughts? Why the feeling of trepidation and insecurity? Why dread instead of excitement?
I'll tell you why.... my head is in so many other places. I didn't even realize when I awoke this morning that today is March 1st. Unawareness lasted only as long as it took to check my email. Then panic set in.
Getting back to my head....it is haunted by the nasty obsession of my Wednesday morning observation. An even darker, harder to reach corner I find it
ruminating is on the paperwork due tomorrow at 8:40. The very same paperwork I must miraculously morph into the required format from the scribble I scrawled on sticky notes all over my math teacher's guide. And if all this isn't consuming enough, my head hurts from dwelling in the mucky mire of conversations, rallies, YouTubes, and Facebook postings about the absurdity of Governor Cuomo's APPR plan (a whole 'nuther slice).
So there, I've done it. Day one of thirty-one completed.
Thank you to Stacey Shubitz and the rest of the generous souls who are part of Two Writing Teachers for this awe-inspiring opportunity.