giving myself the time to write something long and considered and real, something I think my readers would want to read, kind of misses the point for me. I want to get through the excuses around writing, the myriad very good reasons I have not to write, and just write. Just write something, anything, because everything I say is telling the story of this day, this moment, this year. This life.
I have a growing feeling that storytelling is not going to let me go. It's been almost a year since I left my former position, and so much has changed. I have had to learn things I wish I hadn't, and it has made me more human, more understanding. I know myself better, and I know how little I know. I know very little. Teaching and storytelling keep coming back, no matter how I try to find a Real Job. This is what I do, and what I know to do. There is not much I get asked for advice on these days. Not much I get asked about by people, outside of the questions inherent to the work I am doing. This means something. Comments are closed.
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AuthorSara Renee Logan has been telling stories to everyone who would listen since she was seven. She organized storytimes for her college roommates, and spent a year at Oxford studying folklore and folktales. Many years as a Waldorf teacher allowed her to tell stories about everything from Baba Yaga's hut on chicken legs to the water cycle to the life of Joan of Arc. Sara shares her life with her partner, Melanie, their son, and an unreasonable family of pets. She continues to share her love of storytelling and stories with audiences of all ages, specializing in bringing the wild beauty of folktales to young and old. Sara writes about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories. Categories
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