I'm Sioux Roslawski and this is my blog about writing, dogs, grown-up children, menopause, the joy of a marvelous book, classroom teaching in general, and specifically, the teaching of writing. You can email me at sroslawski(at)yahoo(dot)com.
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Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Sunday, November 28, 2010
NaBloPoMo
I was a weenie when it came to NaNoWriMo; I lasted a few days, found out I really did not have a story to write, and surrendered.
However, I think I can accept this simpler challenge, and even succeed.
The idea is to post on your blog every day during the month of December.
Some of you bloggers post several times a day. Perhaps you could hold off, and save one as a draft, so you can post it the next day?
There are quite a few blogs I love to read; I look forward when there is a new posting. I would really enjoy it if there was a new post every day on the blogs I follow.
So, who is going to join me?
data, data teams, data walls, teaching, classroom
blogging,
NaBloPoMo,
National Blog Posting Month
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thanks
This is to thank everyone---every person who has stopped by and not commented but read, every one who has posted a comment, everyone who has helped me when I had a blogging question or offered suggestions...Thank you.
I began blogging this summer amidst a swirl of depression; reaching out and finding there are friends out there--unmet, yet supportive nonetheless--is comforting. It's a strange thing. Regularly, I want to suggest getting together with a blogging friend, only to remember (again) that they live in California. Or Spain. Or Nebraska. Connecting with each other on a regular basis makes the miles disappear.
Have a marvelous day today. If you spend it reading a book and you dine on pancakes tonight, enjoy! If you spend it cleaning the house and then sitting down to a great movie, take joy in it. If you look under your table at a four-legged family member, or across the table and see one or more, revel in the pleasure.
I began blogging this summer amidst a swirl of depression; reaching out and finding there are friends out there--unmet, yet supportive nonetheless--is comforting. It's a strange thing. Regularly, I want to suggest getting together with a blogging friend, only to remember (again) that they live in California. Or Spain. Or Nebraska. Connecting with each other on a regular basis makes the miles disappear.
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Have a marvelous day today. If you spend it reading a book and you dine on pancakes tonight, enjoy! If you spend it cleaning the house and then sitting down to a great movie, take joy in it. If you look under your table at a four-legged family member, or across the table and see one or more, revel in the pleasure.
data, data teams, data walls, teaching, classroom
blogging,
Thanksgiving
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Blogging...Cheaper Than Therapy
I spent yesterday evening with my daughter, my granddaughter, and her mother-in-law. It was delightful; all three of those girls are warm and engaging and intriguing...
Riley's grandma (I'm grammy) was not sure what a blog was. Why blog? What was I getting out of it?
I began this blog over the summer, when I had some time off. I wasn't having my voice heard, for a variety of reasons, so I started tapping away on my laptop.
It's opened up a whole new world. There is someone from India whose writing I found and enjoy, thanks to blogging.
There are a number of writers who are encouraging me and cheering me along, thanks to blogging.
There are a bunch of teachers who "get it" when we each complain/commiserate about our backs that are breaking yet our spirits have not, thanks to blogging.
By the way, teachers as well as other writers who have not discovered Robert Brault, check him out. (However, I guess over 60,000 have found him, so I was in the minority until this morning.) You will laugh, instead of cry. I have a suspicion he is channeling Aaron Sorkin and Robin Williams and Mark Twain and a whole lot of other brilliant writers/comedians---all that great stuff could not come from one person---but I don't care what the source/inspiration is. It hits the spot.
Here is one his quotes to end with:
"I was the architect of my dreams but forgot to contract a builder."
---Robert Brault
Riley's grandma (I'm grammy) was not sure what a blog was. Why blog? What was I getting out of it?
I began this blog over the summer, when I had some time off. I wasn't having my voice heard, for a variety of reasons, so I started tapping away on my laptop.
It's opened up a whole new world. There is someone from India whose writing I found and enjoy, thanks to blogging.
There are a number of writers who are encouraging me and cheering me along, thanks to blogging.
There are a bunch of teachers who "get it" when we each complain/commiserate about our backs that are breaking yet our spirits have not, thanks to blogging.
By the way, teachers as well as other writers who have not discovered Robert Brault, check him out. (However, I guess over 60,000 have found him, so I was in the minority until this morning.) You will laugh, instead of cry. I have a suspicion he is channeling Aaron Sorkin and Robin Williams and Mark Twain and a whole lot of other brilliant writers/comedians---all that great stuff could not come from one person---but I don't care what the source/inspiration is. It hits the spot.
Here is one his quotes to end with:
"I was the architect of my dreams but forgot to contract a builder."
---Robert Brault
data, data teams, data walls, teaching, classroom
blogging,
character writing,
dreams,
Robert Brault,
teaching
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