I’m not sure why, but I’m posting today. I am now, officially a teacher! I really like it, but there’s still that nagging voice in the back of my head that wishes I could be a full-time writer. I’m usually the happiest when I have just finished writing something. Maybe that’s why I’m posting. I’ve said it before, but I love being tormented by a story and having to get the story out before I can have peace from it. I really, really, really like teaching, but I LOVE writing. Writing never feels like a job. When I’m writing, I don’t look at the clock and count down the minutes until I have to do something else (not that I do that with teaching). When I’m writing, I look at the clock and wish for more time. I easily lose track of time when I’m engrossed in writing, especially when I don’t have something else scheduled.
Anyway, it’s random poem time again. Here’s a short one:
In Sight
I wonder if he knows that I see him
I see it all
I see the way that shirt brings out his eyes and makes his hair look darker
I see the way he smiles…at her
I don’t close my eyes to spare myself
I face it, head on
I look at him and I accept all that I see
His heart will never be open to someone like me.
What are you teaching? You can still pursue writing! It's never to late to give up, especially when you're young.
ReplyDeleteI teach middle school math. I haven't given up on writing yet. I'm not sure I could. I just wish there was a way for me to have more time to write and I wish writing was my job. It's my fault for not majoring in English or submitting to a bunch of different publications. I am going to start submitting though.
ReplyDeleteYeah, a lot of writers didn't have to earn their Bachelor or even go to college to get a book out. You have a book out now though! That at least says something about your writing skills :)
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