JT Weaver has issued the challenge. I am trying to understand it. This thing found its source in Lincoln and prompted bloggers on the radar to answer. It is exciting to see the concision and clarity that storytellers and first responders are finding in rising to the call. Some are even hitting the mark, remarkably well. In this venture, JT is again stepping outside of himself to help others. Not only is he a gifted story teller, he is a kind philanthropist. I wouldn’t wonder if he will be up for another award by the time he sees this one through. Not sure if it exists, but I would call it The Good Samaritan of Blogging Award.
JT somehow found me… a loose cannon, launching peas with a scoop shovel on a blog that resembles a food fight. At first I thought he might be a World Press “hit man” hired to get rid of me. Me, the laughing/crying Mermaid, wielding a pea shooter voice resounding the force of grenade launcher on the shoulder, with disregard for Word Press rules of conduct and writing constructs. Without common sense. Full of emotion. Struggling with lack of focus and clarity. Still, he saw something mother of pearl among the wordiness, and all the other base minerals on display. Helping must be quite frustrating for him at times.
I think of explicit and guided instruction. Teacher stuff. Of JT modeling excellence in his own writing, and bringing it forth from others and into view. They are succeeding from where I can only long to be. I think I have lived a life in a writer’s vacuum or waste land. I wonder how I got this far in not learning and knowing these things. How have I gotten this far in not burning ALL of the word bridges, or exhausting readers in what I have already asked of them? Then the 270 begins to come into focus. Aha. This is what I need. I see. Still, it will not be easy. Lucky for me, JT is patient. Thank you. At 350+ this one’s for you.