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Write What You Know

in Uncategorized on 18/06/13

A few weeks ago it was unseasonably cold for the DC area. The temperature read 60, but it wasn’t a 60 I was used to anymore. Ten years ago, I might’ve been wearing flip flops in this weather that was windy and raining, but not anymore. I still have that nasal-y Chicago accent, but sadly, I have lost my tolerance for the cooler weather.

I’d sent Hadley to school without a jacket, and after we dropped her off, Harper and I went grocery shopping.  By the time we got home, I was worried that Hadley would be freezing cold at recess if she didn’t have a jacket.  So Harper and I went to school to drop one off.

We met Hadley half way down the hallway, and she was clearly agitated. Waving her arms in the air and walking in long strides, she whispered as loudly as she could (no yelling in the hallways, kids), “MOM! I’m in the middle of literacy centers! What are you doing here?”

Handing her the jacket, I said, “I was afraid you’d be cold.  It’s so cold out.”

“Thanks, Mom. I’m in the middle of writing a story,” she said and pivoted in the other direction.

“Hey,” I said, “What’s it about? What are you writing about?”

“I can’t say yet. I’ll let you know when it’s done.”

“OK,” I said. “Bye, Hadley.”

“Bye, Hadley,” Harper said and Hadley turned around and gave Harper a hug.

Here’s what Hadley wrote:

In Writing True: The Art and Craft of Creative Nonfiction, Sondra Perl and Mimi Schwartz write that if we write CNF well, “readers not only enter our worlds, but they reenter their own worlds in new ways.” If I were reading Hadley’s story for facts, I would ask, “Where are the fighting scenes? Where are the parts when you’re yelling at each other?” However, if I’m reading for truth, I enter the world that Hadley and Harper live in, and I see the world we live in together in a new way. And when the fights happen again, I have a story that contains a truth about these two girls to help me navigate.

 

*Thanks to everyone who ordered Summer Journals!  They should be on their way. Please let me know what you think of them and how you’re using them.

I re-stocked the shop if you’re interested in purchasing one (or five?) for your kids.

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  1. alison says

    June 18, 2013 at 9:51 pm

    thanks for sharing this ridiculously sweet story. it gives me hope that my girls might actually love each other despite their every attempt to prove otherwise. 🙂

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    • calliefeyen says

      June 20, 2013 at 8:24 pm

      Well, they fight too. Something would probably be wrong if they didn’t. 🙂

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Hi! I’m Callie. I’m a writer and teacher living in Ann Arbor, Michigan. I write Creative Nonfiction, and in my oldest daughter Hadley’s words, I “use my imagination to add a bit of sparkle to the story.” I’m a contributor for Coffee+Crumbs, Off the Page, Makes You Mom, and Relief Journal. My writing has also been featured on Art House America, Tweetspeak Poetry, Good Letters, and Altarwork, and in 2014 I was one of the cast members of the Listen To Your Mother DC show.

I hold an MFA in Creative Writing from Seattle Pacific University, and I am working on my first book that will be published through TS Poetry Press.

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