In classical mythology (who doesn’t love mythology?), the daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne are referred to as the nine muses, each responsible for protecting an art or science: Calliope (epic poetry), Clio (history), Erato (lyric poetry), Euterpe (music), Melpomene (tragedy), Polyhymnia (religious music), Terpsichore (dance), Thalia (comedy), and Urania (astronomy). Personally, my muses are my two daughters. Initially motivated by a diagnosis of cancer, I wanted to have some sort of record of my love of reading for my girls. Thus, the conception of AuthorGroupie.blogspot.com which has evolved into AuthorGroupie.com.
In an effort to convince my English 111 students of the validity of being referred to as authors (aren’t we all authors of our own story?) and after reading their memoirs, I assigned them the task of completing my author interview, Ten Questions. As responses are trickling in, I, once again, am amazed at my students’ creativity, honesty, and sense of humor. Mr. Carter writes in response to, “Who or what is your muse?”
“My muse would be the fact that if I don’t write I will receive a bad grade. I think that’s enough motivation for anyone to sit down and write something amazing.”
So, for this week’s Writing Workshop Wednesdays, who or what is your muse?
My English 111 students are currently reading what I believe to be two thought-provoking essays: Nicholas Carr’s “Does the Internet Make You Dumber?” and Sherry Turkle’s “Connectivity and Its Discontents.” The former argues the Internet “. . . with its constant distractions and interruptions, is also turning us into scattered and superficial [emphasis is mine] thinkers” (Kirszner and Mandell 217). A further essay written by Alice Mathias entitled “The Fakebook Generation” characterizes Facebook as an “. . . online community theater” (229). So, with this being said and, of course, being biased on the issue, I choose to portray my life in all honesty today with all its struggles, tears, and setbacks. To me, honesty is what matters and what truly connects us all.
My day started with a “bang” to say the least. With my youngest on Daisy Pee Pee Duty this morning, she opened the back door to let our newest family member out to do her business. Before my six-year-old had a chance to open the screen door too, Daisy Duke chose to create an opening of her own. Now we truly are in need of Hillary Farr from Love It or List It.
Yes, tears were shed at this reality, but not for the mourning of a screen. Instead, my laughter resulted in a waterfall of sorts down my cheek. The expression on my daughter’s face was truly priceless, a snapshot of which will be permanently stored in my memory bank.
So, today share your truth. I double dare you.
Last year a dear friend introduced me to The World Needs More Love Letters, and I absolutely fell in love with the purpose of this site as well as the backstory of this site. Since then I have incorporated interaction with MoreLoveLetters.com into my English 111 Syllabus as a means of reinforcing the impact of the written word. So, for today’s Writing Workshop Wednesdays, use this rainy day (if you are in the Midwest) to create and send a letter to a special someone (or two or three . . .) in need of encouragement or praise, but do not sign your name. The point is to use your words in a positive manner for someone else, not for the purpose of being acknowledged. Peruse those in need of letters here if you cannot think of a recipient on your own. If you know of someone in need of a letter, please post in the comments section below. You truly will be glad you did.
My English 111 classes recently read Alice Walker’s “Beauty: When the Other Dancer Is the Self,” which revolves around an eye injury a young Walker received at the hands of her brother. As a result her eye is a “. . . glob of whitish scar tissue, a hideous cataract . . .” (Kirszner and Mandell 36). The scar in question inevitably results in Walker’s self-loathing until her two-year-old daughter inspects the eye with childish wonder and reveals to Walker, “‘Mommy, there’s a world in your eye'” (40).
So, for the purposes of this Writing Workshop Wednesdays, I want YOU, the writer, to tell YOUR Life in Scars either visually as in the picture or in the below comments section.
Writing Prompt: Regret. Recall an incident where you felt regret.
My classes recently finished reading Angelou’s “Graduation” and Douglass’ “Learning to Read and Write,” which is a glimpse into the inequality of segregation and the inhumanity of slavery. I am currently watching the series Mad Men (my mother-in-law’s suggestion) and as a woman am abhorred at the treatment of women. My heart bleeds for the family of journalist Steven Sotloff, a man’s life taken due to his being an American.