This summer my daughter Annie took an on-line math class. She needed to complete it successfully so that she could begin a “math for educators” sequence this fall. It was a struggle — and it’s not over yet (she didn’t pass with a C, but is trying to make up some assignments). Sometime in the depths […]
My friend Carolynne, feeling certain that my pileated woodpecker was a messenger, went on-line and found this source for me: Conscious Art Studios. I think she’s right. Here’s part of what she found: “Woodpeckers are known for and symbolic of the drumming, and of course within that the heartbeat. They are immediately distinctive when one hears […]
So it’s 5 a.m. and I got to bed quite late, but here I am, Butt In Chair (BIC, as Jane Yolen calls it), writing. If this blog has a theme, it’s about how one gets writing done despite having a life. Yes, there is the day job, 75-100 students each quarter, advisees, meetings; and […]
This morning, in the midst of a major meltdown during my writing time, I heard something knocking and went outside to find a pileated woodpecker on the dead tree behind my cabin. My meltdown was impressive — my 13-year old could have learned a few tricks from it. On Thursday I go back to work — […]