So, I blog instead of
- Writing something else: a novel, a short story, a poem, a letter, an email
- Reading
- Grading
- Sleeping
- Exercising
- Cooking
- Baking (don't chocolate chip cookies sound good?)
- Cuddling Son to sleep
- Watching videos from TED (my new worst habit)
- Writing limericks about all the things I should be doing. Like "There once was a teacher of writing..."
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There once was a teacher of writing
who blogged every day and most night(ings)
because she was dutiful
(and also most beautiful)
her conscience kept inconveniently igniting
If you are a syllable counter, well then too bad. I am very glad for your blogging.
There once was a teacher of writing
Whose wit was incisive and biting
She blogged night and day
While other tasks lay
Dust-covered and not so inviting
There once was a teacher of writing
who blogged while her students were fighting.
Their poems were messy.
Their comments were testy.
The teacher found blogs more enlightening.
In class, I blog. Thank god for small group workshops.
I like a challenge:
There once was a teacher of writing (mostly fiction)
who was concerned with her students grammar and diction
But like people often do
she got distracted sometimes too
soon her blogging became quite an addiction.
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