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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

The Joy of Burn-Out

by Sara Goas

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“Burn-out has always been one of those things that happens to other people, not me.”

As I read these words by fellow blogger Leanne Yong, I got to thinking, “Hey, I’m other people.”

And on that note, let me tell you what’s been going on with me lately.

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Monday, November 5, 2012

Baby

by Sara Goas
I’ve always said that writing is scary. Hey, I built an entire blog on the concept.

Over a year’s worth of posts, and it all came down to this: Creating is tough. There’s such an intense sense of responsibility that comes with bringing something to life, with creating something from nothing, and putting it out for the world to see. Sure, it’s easy to have nothing and even fairly painless to have something–but going from one to the other, well, that’s the challenge.

So of course, writing is scary. Or at least, I thought it was. But that was before I tried my hand at creating a baby.

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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Should Some Writers Stop Writing?

by Sara Goas
Growing up, my parents, relatives, and teachers gave me a lot of encouragement when it came to writing. And when those positive and supportive people weren’t around, I entertained myself by reading flowery inspirational books about how all of us have the potential for brilliance.

Nowadays, I try to pay some of that inspiration back by encouraging people to write.

But every once in a while, a thought creeps into the darkest region of my mind: Are certain folks just not cut out to be professional writers?

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Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Angry Writing

by Sara Goas
Today, I’m angry.

I’m not going to say why, because any explanation I could give would be far too tedious and unnecessary. But rest assured, I’m angry. Blindingly, burningly so.

I don’t like to face down a deadline when I’m angry, upset, or stressed about some real life problem. I much prefer to write while calm and collected, with gobs of of empty hours at my disposal.

But that’s the thing about deadlines. They care not a whit about one’s real life circumstances.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

“Walking the Tightrope” on the Last Day of School

by Sara Goas
Today was the last official schoolday in my district. I woke up this morning wanting to let my kids out early and start summer vacation a few hours early, but I instead spent the time sharing with them the results of their final exam essays.

I certainly did not feel like explaining to one particularly studious young man why he had received an 90% on his essay, versus the 95% or perhaps 100% he’d apparently hoped for–but school wasn’t over yet. And there would no longer be any putting things off until tomorrow.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Writing Under Pressure

by Sara Goas
Some of us work very well under pressure. I never thought I fit into that category, but I’m beginning to feel differently now.

I’m not the sporty type. My idea of an outdoor activity is having a picnic outside, and I’d much prefer to have that picnic without someone (Ted) pestering me to play horseshoes or bocce ball. (The last time we had an outdoor barbeque, my husband had to literally pull me from my chair to get me to join in a game.) A few years ago, when Ted and I spent our vacation at an all-inclusive Jamaican resort, I had hoped to spend our time eating, drinking, and laying around on the beach. But I should have known that my loving spouse had other ideas.

Ted wanted to go kayaking, and this was one activity I actually welcomed–mostly because it seemed a great deal more doable than deep sea diving or hang gliding. The instructor allowed us to sign out a kayak, but warned us not to stray too far from the shore because the waters were a bit choppy. No problem, we said, as all we wanted to do was paddle around the beach for a while. If I remember correctly, Ted let me have the front of the kayak; I think he assumed that the person in back would have the slightly more arduous job.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Still Feeling the Fear…

by Sara Goas
I’ve been thinking a lot about fear lately. As often as I’ve already written on the importance of facing our fears, I’m starting to wonder if I’m particularly good at it myself.

Last week, a select group of seniors at our school competed for the chance to deliver original speeches during graduation, and I was asked to sit in as one of the judges. I sat and watched these seven or eight honors students shakily read through speeches they had written themselves, each hoping for the chance to share his or her speech with an even larger, more intimidating audience. I couldn’t help but feel awed by their bravery. Could I have done the same thing at their age? Not likely. Hell, I doubt I could do the same thing now.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

The Wrong Way to Revise

by Sara Goas
Nobody likes to revise written work. No, not even we English teachers enjoy that process, even though we regularly go out of our way to teach the art of revision.

“The kids should learn how to do it,” we think to ourselves, year after year.”We don’t have to, of course, because we know better. But let the kids suffer through it–it’ll make them stronger!”

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Doing, Doing…Done!

by Sara Goas
Nobody likes to revise written work. No, not even we English teachers enjoy that process, even though we regularly go out of our way to teach the art of revision.

“The kids should learn how to do it,” we think to ourselves, year after year. “We don’t have to, of course, because we know better. But let the kids suffer through it–it’ll make them stronger!”

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Mediocre Writing > No Writing At All?

by Sara Goas
Recently, I boldly declared “mediocre writing” to be better than no writing.

One reader commented, “While I cringe at the idea of mediocre writing being considered better than no writing, I do agree with you that in an educational environment such practice is necessary.”

I don’t blame him for cringing at that; the truth is, I cringed too, as I wrote it. And I knew I’d have to go back at some point and dedicate a new post to that very idea.

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