I’m
a bit confused. What keeps persons
who almost effortlessly do messages (for example: email, give directions, jot
to-do lists, take notes on phone calls, on meetings) from claiming that they
are writers? (See debate in the
Atlantic .) If I were asking a congregation of
hermits, that’s different; but teachers!
I’m guessing it’s an indictment of our education system that disempowers
do-ers. Maybe I’m more troubled
than confused.
I’m
troubled because I agree with Wilhelm & Novak about the urgent necessity
for individuals to compose themselves so we can compose democratic societies (Teaching
Literacy for Love and Wisdom, p. 46). And going further, we can’t wait to claim the name “writer”
until we produce good writing because as Peter Elbow points
out, the place of resonance probably comes in where “writing breaks down.”
And
it’s in the resonance (“where the writer has gotten a bit more of his or her
self in or behind or underneath the words—often a bit of the unconscious self,”
p. 10) where the vitality can be found that’s essential to composing ourselves,
our relationships, our social order.
It’s in writing where we practice composing, where we get ourselves
ordered, get clear enough to talk sense, to give directions, even to
twitter. William Stafford put it:
“the signals we give—yes or no, or maybe--/should be clear: the darkness around
us is deep.”
Wallowing
in disfluencies
isn’t the pigsty of writers; but to fear chaos threatens our capacity to create
order. The poison of red ink
lining out a misspelled word, a comma splice, split infinitive, or (one of my
grumps) the use of “less” rather than “fewer” (insert frowny face) might have
lost us our inheritance as world-builders, as stewards of a more peaceable
kingdom for our children. It’s
time to take it back. Write! Write at the edge of
consciousness. Call it writing
when you condense hours of living into an accurate status update, when you post
on the board directions for the day, when you reflect on the years that
composed your capacity so that you can revise what happened today so that
tomorrow’s lesson flows with more meaning. The art of writing participates in the “Meaning
of Design” (Denman W. Ross, thanks to Brain
Pickings) and happens when we move from disarray to order.
Try
it, if you like. Let your resonant
field find the word/s (see the display at the top left) that points to the
place in your teaching or life and that wants your composing-self to move it to
the language that swirls in the creation (suggested by terms in the top right). See: You Are a Writer!
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