I'm sitting with my people, Writing Project TC's, thinking hard about writing and the teaching of writing.
In a discussion of issues in professional development, we were talking about keeping the salient idea of writing teachers being writers themselves and the difficulty with all that K-12 teachers are asked to do in a day, of keeping that idea front and center.
And then I realized, writer though I am, I've been writing less and less as the semester moves on.
One reason is that I am stuck on my book proposal. But that's an excuse because my writing group has really been helping me.
Another reason has been the time I've been spending on student papers. But, that's an excuse.
My NaNo piece hasn't gotten any attention.
I promised my students an inquiry blog post based on some things they were helping me think about that is still in my drafts.
So . . . am I a writer?
Yes. I'm in a spot in my life where I'm doing a lot of personal journaling. Stuff that I'm not at all interested in sharing right now. I write everyday. That is what makes me a writer. And this is making me think hard about how we can make the teachers that are writers more visible. And how we can make classroom space for the very important habit of writing that isn't necessarily to be shared. In school, and as writers, we do eventually need to move from private to public, but I'm wondering how we can also value this private writerl-y-ness . . .