“Fine, I’ll read the dang post.”
That’s what I told myself last night as I read another slice about band-aids and story telling.
When reading something that has struck a nerve, I tend to read the comments first. They range from “quitting the challenge” to “oh, thank you for pushing us” and most anything in-between!
I’m not even sure where I’d classify my own writing at this point. This is hardly a narrative, but it’s my style and I’m comfortable doing it. That to me is what the Slice of Life is all about, that idea of writing a slice of your day, your thinking, or your interest. Today, it happens to be about band-aid writing and community.
I’m glad you asked! This morning, I came across an article on building community titled: ” The Only Metic of Success That Really Matters is the One we Ignore,” by Jenny Anderson. Without spoiling the article, her contention is that if you keep reaching out to the people around, to “future-proof” your life, those connections will grow, as will your community. You need make yourself vulnerable, to put yourself out there, to allow people to see you without your make-up, your best suit, and see you at your worst. If they can do that and still love you, you’ve found your community.
How does this relate to band-aids? If people see your writing, see you giving your all, making yourself vulnerable with what you share about that slice of your day, they are your community. I have no doubt that much of what I write doesn’t fit into a “story telling” mode, but at this point, I’ve found a community. I’ve found people who’ve read my writing, who’ve called me out when need be, who’ve laughed (seriously, I’m not that funny), but who keep coming back. That is a community of writers, and I’m ok with this.
Some days, my story is literally what happened 5 minutes before, some days, the story is a rant about something read elsewhere, and some days, it’s not a story. But it’s personal to me, and that’s what I want. I encourage my students to be like Angela Maiers and notice stuff, to use that in their writing. I had a student write about coming into a classroom with her head in a book, not notice there was no chair at her spot, and fell. That’s storytelling! They get it, and that’s what I want.
And on that note, please, if you quit the challenge and see this, I encourage you to stay. We all tell stories in a different way, but all our voices need to be heard. Why? Because we each HAVE a story to tell, something that made us laugh or cry. That’s why I joined this challenge, and that’s why I’ll stay.
And no, I have no plans in my future to write any poetry in my story! 🙂