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| The Theme for the weekend |
But I didn't know who I was as a writer.
In the 10 years since that last conference, I've written. A lot. But it was lesson plans, curriculum, blog posts for IEW, and not much of my own writing. The royalties are nice, but I keep thinking that my stories have some place else.
As I sat through my first workshop, I learned who I was NOT. While I love, absolutely love, teaching middle school and high school literature and writing, I don't see myself writing the kinds of books those ages read today. It was a good start, to eliminate an option.
The next workshop was on doubt with Carolina Hinojosa-Cisnero. I laughed at God's timing because after the first workshop, I was doubting whether attending this conference had been the best choice of my limited time and funds this weekend.
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| Patrice Gopo speaking on Personal Essays |
And then on to one on essays with Patrice Gopo. I chose it because I teach essays all the time. If I didn't find something for my own writing, at least I could pass something on to my students. As she spoke, the first sentences (which I can't remember) set my heart singing and goosebumps up my arms.
Maybe, just maybe, I had found who I am as a writer. At least for now.
This post is a part of the weekly Five-Minute Friday link-up (which I just learned about last week).
