Thursdays are my hardest day. After school, I have rehearsal, PT, 2 tutor sessions, and then my writing group. I start at 7:00 a.m. and end at 9:30 p.m., and while I am sitting in my chair on a Zoom with the goal to write, I AM STUCK.
I want to write about teaching Night in my 8th grade class, but that is too emotional.
I could write about the frustration of the team's inability to help a student access curriculum, but that would rile me up.
I could write about another rainy day, but I already did that.
I might want to write about something outside, but it is pitch dark.
I could write about missing my kids, but I don't want to be sad.
I guess I could write about being stuck in a nonet poem.
Stuck
trying
to find an
idea worthy
of putting pen to
paper is like standing
in quicksand. I can't look back
or move forward. My mind is fixed
on one thing - getting out of this funk.
trying
to find an
idea worthy
of putting pen to
paper is like standing
in quicksand. I can't look back
or move forward. My mind is fixed
on one thing - getting out of this funk.
I love posts about being stuck--because the writing is right there in the situation! I really like the nonet poem form--that is new to me, and I may have to save that one for my day nine!
ReplyDeleteThursday sure sounds heavy for you, friend. But Friday is right around the corner! 🥰 I hope you're able to rest this weekend. Thanks for reminding me about the nonet form!
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