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Breaking the rules: a Cinderella story


What’s true for me today is …

I’m breaking my own rules (and I like it!).

I have been known to warn my writing students against falling in love with their own words, specifically that all-too-powerful turn of phrase that seems to pop out of nowhere. Why? It’s not Mean Teacher On the Loose behavior; it’s because our words we fall in love with are often the same words the reader finds really distracting. Not fair but true.

So, now you understand why breaking my own rule is a bit unbelievable and ticklish, too.

I can’t help it. I love my new article “Text Abbreviations: An ‘IDTS’ in the Classroom” (and the “somewhat revisionist” telling of the well-loved Cinderella tale it includes). Here’s the link (it’s on page 4 of the college newsletter): http://www.achs.edu/newsletter.aspx?id=7

Once you read it, I’d love to hear your thoughts. Are text abbreviations OK to include in our writing? Personally, not loving. You?


Feel a bit weird


What’s true for me today is …

I don’t know when I first understood the meaning of love. I want to. I’m trying. In fact, I’ve been working on an essay though I don’t know the answer (it’s for the Fourth Annual Real Simple Life Lessons Essay Contest).

In fact, I am starting to feel a bit weird about myself. Is this normal? Can most people name a specific time or situation from which they first understood the meaning of love? Should I be concerned?

Hmmm … I think I’m a bit hung up on the term “understand the meaning.” It seems more consequential than just “When did you first understand love?” or “When did you first know what love is?” Know what I mean?

I mean, as an adult I think I should know the answer to this, but every time I sit down to work on my essay, I think of an incident here, a passing memory there–nothing of real consequence.

Perhaps it is because my experience is different. Perhaps it is because the first time I understood the meaning of love was the first time I felt a real absence of love (don’t worry; I didn’t stay “there” too long).

Lots to contemplate …………..

I’m in love


What’s true for me today is …

I’m in love–with cardamom!

I had heard of this fragrant, exotic spice before, but never used it in my own cooking (not intentionally, at least; it’s in a lot of blends). Then, a week or so ago, I spotted cardamom in the bin shopping section of my local market. Wow! Have you inhaled this spice before, really taken it in? It’s like cinnamon meets toasted mulling spices meets warm florals meets … heaven! Reminds me of freedom–little kid freedom–like hoola hooping for time on end–it’s hard to concentrate through the joy of the experience.

Great feeling! Haven’t experienced anything else like it lately. How about you?