Here is my attempt at Day 2 of this 100 words/100 days challenge.
Yesterday I participated in Day 1, but I ended up putting it in the trash after I published it. I read and reread before publishing, but it wasn’t until after a while that I realized I said things that I didn’t fully mean or believe. The sentiment was there, but it wasn’t really what I wanted to say.
I’ve been trying this blogging thing, and it has been very challenging. As I’ve reflected on my recent writing experiences, I have come to realize that I feel like I have sort of lost my writing voice.
I thought about this a lot today and I can’t even pinpoint when this loss may have occurred. I do know that I can remember the last time I felt like I had that voice. It was in 8th grade when I wrote a poem for English (which my teacher at the time accused me of plagarizing because it was “too good”). That was the last time I remember writing with freedom and voice. Since then my writing has been formal essays and papers (dissertations!) – not types of wiring in which I felt free to explore voice.
Now that I have the opportunity and freedom (and the challenge!), I struggle to find my voice… my real voice. The one that expresses my thoughts and feelings just so.
So maybe that should be my first goal – to rediscover my voice – and to worry later about contributing pearls of wisdom to the education community to which I belong.