The National Writing Project of Central Arkansas Summer Institute started today and I was the keeper of the log, so I thought I’d turn it into a weblog post. So, here’s a snapshot of our first day:
Kristy Carter had the goods on graduate credit and the goody bags.
Jane draws a mean starfish!
Mike’s log announced the “new arrivals” and then read from The Right to Write after the warm-up.
After the warm-up, Renee read about feeling intimidated and unsure, thanks to Mr. Nasty Red Pen. Shame, shame, shame on you, Mr. Nasty Red pen.
Janice wrote about having an out of body experience and just wanting to write for herself. We’re with you, Janice!
Verlyn told us how she ended up with a splint on her finger–the important part is, there are popsicles involved!
Monda warned us about the orange pens.
Mike began his meta shareshop with stories about superglue and poison ivy. He also says he’s flexible. Remember, you read it here first, folks!
Then we made life maps, with all sorts of twists and turns.
Janet’s map shows how she was destined to be a teacher.
Carolyn’s map shows how she’s gone to heaven as far as teaching.
Sandra read about championship softball, Jessica McClintock gowns (!) and Chateau trailer parks, while Verlyn remembers Texas but the chicken best of all.
Mike told us the story of his scars.
Barbara came full circle at Big Creek, Renee recreated the 70’s (again), Janet remembered her fishery and Nan reminded us:
“It takes all our life experiences happening just the way they did to get us to where we are now.”