Just a couple of days ago, I said I wouldn’t blog on weekends. Yet, here I am, reading the news, reading my emails, and having a reaction to everything I read and impelled to share. It’s a Sunday. I just posted a blog. I violated the rule I just announced. Oh, well, they used to say that a woman reserves the right to change her mind. I have changed my mind about NCLB, testing, accountability, choice, competition, now I’m blogging on a Sunday.
I’ll try to stick to my book, but when I read something that catches my attention, I can’t resist reacting and sharing.
I think of this blog as my own hometown newspaper. I’m the editor and the main writer. I have lots of other reporters, most of whom are teachers or parents or principals or superintendents. They write for my hometown newspaper too.
There are times when I think, “Stop me before I blog again.” But most of the time I think, this is too much fun. And I am glad to say that there are thousands of readers who log on every day to read my hometown paper.
So, if I said you wouldn’t get a blog on a weekend, forget it. I’ll send out a post whenever I want–mostly from Monday to Friday– and do my best to write my book despite the seductions of blogging.