Gosh darn it, I do love me my students. They loves me too!
I like to write using silly bad grammar sometimes just to tease y’alll, but the bottom line is, I’m a good teacher who gets her students to write.
Because I care a lot. I like to make a difference for people.
Also, I inject fun whenver possible and appropriate. (I used to do stand-up!)
Why the emphasis on fun? Cuz if it’s fun, you’ll write more. If it feels all “heavy”… then your writing desk won’t call out your name, know what I mean?
Then there’s the accountability factor. If you have an appointment to meet me and your other class members at 9am-11am EST on Tuesdays and Thursdays for a challenging AND fun writing class, you bet your bottom dollar that you’ll buckle down and change things up. …
Welcome, class! Miss T is here to teach you to cut those qualifiers, intensifiers, and, of course, adverbs! Shall we begin?
OK, so here goes: Bad writing is like British food. Let me explain:
I used to live in Italy. Now I live in the UK. There are two things I miss about Italy: the food and the weather. There are two things I detest about the UK: the food and the weather.
It’s not the Britisher’s fault, the poor things. …
Upon entering the post office on Via Marsala near Termini Station, I see that I have to take a ticket number printed out by a large yellow machine. I need to pick from one of three types: A, E, or P. I smile coyly at an elderly gentleman, and say, “Non capisco come farlo,” I don’t know how to do it. Without moving an extra molecule of muscle besides what’s essential to speak, he says in perfect monotone, “Prendi un numero.” Take a number.
I think, Well yeah, I know that. I grab ticket numbers of all three types.
It’s winter 2004, I’ve recently moved to Rome, and I need to buy stamps. …