why untitled, unwritten?

I once labeled everything before it was written, until I found it kept too many words away. Now I am leaving the unwritten untitled, until it grows into a name.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Corners of Home

My husband and I live in a house that we never dreamed of owning.

It's bigger than we need right now, but perfect for family gatherings and someday growing into.

The lot it's built on covers nearly half an acre, right in the middle of a suburban neighborhood.

It only came with one major repair needed in the first year (and that had more to do with a brutal winter of Kentucky's lovely freeze-thaw-freeze-thaw cycle than anything else).

and I'm sort of a wreck at keeping this beautiful house clean and organized (as I am at keeping things clean and organized in general).

 and I just cannot figure out how to decorate it in a way that pulls everything together, that strikes that perfect balance of put-together and slightly-messy that I adore (and adored even before Pinterest existed, which means I have only myself and Ikea and Pottery Barn and a million other catalogues to blame).
HELP.  Seriously, advice and ideas on getting this messy little-big house sorted and cozy and pretty would be welcome.  I am not good at matching.  At all.  So how do I mix well without matching?  I don't know.  

These are the sorts of problems I'm thankful I have.

Now, to put away the laundry...

Note: between taking these pictures and posting this, I cleaned off my fridge and counter.  Yes, I realize the only way to keep my house clean is to clean it.  Oh well.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

So I have a completely bonkers idea.

I want to do NaNoWriMo this year.

I don't really have time.

I keep saying that--I don't really have time.


But I do.

Time usually spent wandering the internet.

Time usually spent on time-fillers, like TV shows and Tumblr and what-not.


And I'm thinking that I'll do NaNo with some of my students.  Set up the Young Writers Program in our room.  Participate in the challenge with them.


It starts in just under two weeks!

Sunday, October 5, 2014


My days have taken a turn.

My messes are piles of teaching books on the table, scribbles in the planner I made up for our cascading schedule, lessons printed & modified & printed again.

I love it.

I'm doing what I love.  

I'm teaching.

and yet.

This is my first full-time job.  I mean, I've worked full-time before, but it was always two part-time positions cobbled together.

So I'm learning how to balance everything.  How to find time to open this lovely book that I found at Half Price and how to find time to open my journal.  How to focus some of my creative energy into self-care, into creating for myself, and not only into lessons.  And perhaps I need to have a short season of pouring my creativity into my teaching.  

Because here's the thing that struck me this weekend: last Saturday, I woke up early to drive halfway across town (okay, that's not terribly far in Louisville, but still) for a professional development session.  And because I was up early, this view filled my rearview mirror, and I captured it while waiting at a ridiculously long stoplight.

In the last two years, I've learned a million and one useful (and occasionally not-so-useful) instructional tools and tips and strategies.  Now, though, I'm learning what works for me and this particular group of students (and not just what worked for my students last year or for someone else's students).  And that will take time and energy and focus.

But then I wake up early one Saturday and see this incredible sky, and as long as I can pause a minute and embrace that beauty, that richness, the pinks and yellows and blues and golds and the shadows, well, then...

I'm still taking the time to pause, balance, and remember that nothing is ordinary.  And so while I may not be creating quite so much in my journal or home, I am still filling my well.  I am still looking for the art in the everyday, still an artist.

And that works for me.

and on a nitty-gritty-details note, I'm removing my full name from most of my social media and sticking with the blog title.  Even though I know that anonymity is more myth than fact and that anything put out there on the internet is there forever, I'd like to preserve more of my privacy, just in case--just for my own sake and for the sake of balance.

Sunday, September 21, 2014


I came across these words twice in one day, in places I didn't expect to find them, and the next day?

I got that call I'd been waiting for all summer and working toward for two years.

I start on Monday.

On Friday morning, I carried drawers and supplies and such into my classroom.  Then I went to work, my last day as a teaching assistant.  In the afternoon, I bought some shelves at Peddler's Mall and stamped a few more books.  I found an activity for my first lesson that connects to writing and our focus areas for the next few weeks.  I planned.  I dreamed.  I prepared.

Tomorrow, I begin my teaching career, this job and calling and passion I've worked for through the last two years.

I can't wait.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Notes to Self

One I found the day before a job interview...

...and one from a song that got back into my head after I officially accepted the job...

In less than a week, I'll begin teaching sixth grade.

I'm so, so excited.