Wordle: Love/HateThis was part of an excercise from my writing workshop – thought it would make a great wordle – Peace


I am taking a writing workshop!

I started drafting this post yesterday while in a writing workshop for Professional Development for my new job: Elementary Music Teacher!  I am still seeking a pastoral position but still have to pay bills so I got my teaching license renewed and will begin playing with k-2 students! It will be a blast. Ok enough of that – saving for later.

Here is what I wrote before I really got into the workshop:

Ok, I am in a writing workshop to help be a better writer and be consistant in keeping up with this blog. Not writing as much as I would like, keeping a schedule has not been my strongest trait. LOL! So let’s see what I will learn.

Our workshop leader is Clayton Scott(http://www.claytonscott.com/biography/), Poet Laureate of Fayetteville, Arkansas and Poetry Slam Champion of Arkansas. LOVE this guy: likes lots of breaks, long lunch and getting out early!


  • Writing is not about writing but observing what’s around and reflecting on it.
  • In order to teach writing a teacher must be a writer.(had a discussion on this and how we reacted to it)
  • Poets & Writers never die – words are immortal!
  • Leaving a legacy of language
  • Lean back, let it flow, let it go.(love this one – so Jimmy Buffettish)
  • On Writer’s block: Don’t stop writing, keep writing, don’t distrust the muse.
  • It is not about right or wrong but about weak or strong(use of words especially verbs)

He shared his recipe for a yummy poem which is applied to all types of writing. Scott was energetic and engaging.  He recited some of his own stuff and had us to do some writing also. The first excercise was love/hate about being a teacher. He also introduced us to CoCo Harris a fellow classmate from college who is not only a writer but a publisher, of personal journals and memoirs. Had a great discussion on how having a journal leaves your children a legacy that is better than photos. One person shared how much a journal of her grandmother’s meant to her now after her grandmother’s death.

Our last exercise was a streaming of conciousness writing and while we wrote Scott was going to call out words that we then needed to use in our piece. This was way cool for me and each time he called out a word, it was a word I needed at the time in the spot I was completing – freaking awesome! So I want to share that exercise with you(unedited – which he said should be our first draft – just write and then come back to edit. We may write 500 words but only one sentence may be used as a seed for a later work.) The words he called out I put in bold print.

Roaring From Inside of Me

What is it that keeps me from creating the art?  I have the ideas, but I get bogged down in the mire of THINKING. I need to do, make, draw, write.

The stuff is oozing from my pores, orifices, all places of my being. The problem of this oozing is that it has nowhere to go but down my arms, flowing into an abyss of nothing if I don’t get it on paper to remember. Remembering is the key, but I than lose the thunderous passion of the first nuggett of an idea, the seed to express what is happening in the moment it is happening.

Taking the pottery class is helping but not in my other creative areas. Like catfish, the sparks of creativity lie on the bottom of my being, mozing along. I want to awaken the lion, the majestic cat of all cats, raoring with a voice, bringing the challenges to the surface: collage art, print art, song writing, playwriting.

It seems to be too much but when you have the lights and sounds of a carnival-like muse spurring you to places you haven’t tried, you should at least try.

Ideas, words, art popping from the toaster of my brqain and heart like the fudge-filled, chocolate icing poptarts from a morning breakfast waiting to be eaten and enjoyed. Not like the flipchart way – writing it down then quickly moving to the next page.

Broken dreams and ideas become reshaped and mended to relay theinventiveness of the artist, who is me.

How will I do this? How will I keep the passion, the roaring within me going? When I do I will celebrate with the masses what they have given me!


Wow – had alot penned inside of myself and that’s what I want to do with this blog: share, challenge, encourage, empower. With practice I will. So I will be practicing more than I have before. I may share some journal entries from way back – do have one of those journals and it has gotten me thru some tough times. Until next time – PEACE!