Incidentally, these small breaks are also what tend to derail the blog altogether.
I'm determined this time around, to find a way to take a break from reading without also taking a break from blogging. It's tough though, I end up sitting her forlornly staring at a blank page and feeling utterly devoid of interesting thought. This, I think, must be what my students feel when I ask them to journal without giving them a topic. They sit there, almost panicked, watching the minutes tick away. And so do I.
Of course, the trick is to just write. . . anything. Anything at all. I could start transcribing the lyrics to "I'm the very model of a modern major general," and that would do the trick because writing is, on some level, only a really elaborate free association exercise. I could follow the modern major general to the Despicable Me 3 movie where the minions sing a version in minionese and that my son absolutely loves. The writing becomes a post about Thomas and being a parent. I could also follow the same modern major general to a memory of meeting my husband who tells the story of being cast as a copper in "Pirates of Penzance" despite his long piratey hair because he's a baritone. Suddenly, I'm writing a post about my husband. Or I could follow it to the time I saw it with my father as a kid...I think we were at Stratford, Ontario's Shakespeare festival. A post about my childhood.
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