Conversations with My Muse: Getting Remotivated

September 3, 2009

NERD! Wow, long time no see!

I know, I’ve been busy. School started.

I see that. It’s been, like, forever since we had a moment to catch our breath, huh?

Tell me about it! Not only do those little rug rats demand a lot of my time, but my own kids are sucking up whatever time is left over.

Oh? Burning the candle at both ends, huh?

Ha! I’m impressed you remembered that. Seems like we had that convo years ago.

I remember quite a bit when properly medicated. Believe it or not.

You have your moments of total coherence. Quickly followed by more randomness. It’s a little endearing, to be honest.

I bet it isn’t as endearing in a room full of short-attention span kids.


Don’t you have a few kids this year who are like that? You know the type: “Lights are on, nobody’s home” “Her elevator doesn’t go all the way to the top” “One taco short of the full taco grande platter” yaddi yaddi yaddi.

Oh — absolutely. One kid has the attention span of a gnat on crack cocaine.

Interesting visual, Nerdy.

It fits him. It’s like trying to nail jello to a tree, herding a cat, catching lightning in a butterfly net, all rolled into one 6th grade boy —

Wow, lots of similes there.

Of course, what else would you expect? That’s my life currently — writing, writing more, then followed up by more —

Lemme guess…writing?

Absolutely. I haven’t witnessed any bloody knuckles yet, but I have seen some cramping.

Abusing the kids?

No! Just working them hard. I have them for 87 minutes per day, I have to do something productive with them.

Just writing?

No, unfortunately. I also have reading, and viewing, and listening, and speaking, and…

Wow, that is busy. I am thankful all I have to do is whisper in people’s ears all day long. I make them do the work.

Oh! Speaking of which, I took that path today too. I think I made my job a little easier anyways.

How so?

I gave them the following prompt: “Write ME a prompt to give the class. Begin it with ‘Tell me about…’ and go from there.

You made them create your prompts?

Yea, how devious of me.

Deviously devilish, dear.

Oh great, now we’re talking alliteration?


Ah. We need to stop this before it gets out of hand.

And onto paper?

Where else would it go?

Waxed tablet?

That’s so B.C.