I haven’t had much direction for this blog… and I still don’t. Not really. But I think I want it to just be about seeing inspiration in every day things and situations… an outlet to just write… about nothing in particular. More on that in a minute.
In the eighth grade, I was in an English class with one of the most difficult teachers in our school. Maybe even in our entire district. He was a gray-haired, thin man in his sixties and my classmates hated him. They called him mean, but really, he was just bluntly honest, which a lot of kids didn’t deal well with.
Secretly, he became one of my favorite teachers becausehe was so tough. His feedback and criticism made me a better student. Being the awkward and shy kid I was, I never was one to raise my hand in class because I was fearful of what my classmates would think. He really only knew me through my writing.
At the end of that semester, I asked that teacher to sign my yearbook. While that book is long gone, I will never, ever forget what he wrote.
“You have a talent. Still waters run deep.”
Part of me wishes I had believed him back then (I’m not fully confident I believe him now). But maybe I would have taken writing more seriously and done something with it. Then again, I’m one who believes wholeheartedly in the cliché that everything happens for a reason.
Now that I’m comfortably in my thirties, after going through a really difficult decade (more difficult than most people probably realize) I’m finally starting to see the world through clear eyes. I feel inspired. And I’m writing a book.
This chick is crazy! Yeah, you’re probably right. But the thing is, I don’t have any grand delusions of getting anything published. I just want to see if I can do it.
The Awkward Dancer has been, and will continue to be, an important part of this project. This is where I sit on the shoreline, writing poorly composed noise, mustering up the courage to jump into the deeper water and see if there’s anything there worth writing down.
Thanks for humoring me.