touching [writing, writing] feeling

Handout/notes from yesterday's WIDE-EMU '16 presentation with my brilliant colleague, Thomas Passwater. touching [writing, writing] feeling The sense of physical touch itself, at least so far, has been remarkably unsusceptible to being amplified by technology (Sedgwick 15). The experience named “writing” is this violent exhaustion of the discourse in which “all sense” is altered, not into another …

kinesthetic approaches to composition

Notes/handout from a 3-pronged movement activity [progressive body scan -> guided invention walk -> human movement coding activity] presented at WIDE-EMU '16 with Kelsey McLendon and Natasha Wickenheiser. Pedagogical Grounding: Habits of mind refers to ways of approaching learning that are both intellectual and practical and that will support students’ success in a variety of fields …

before touching [writing, writing] feeling

in this ongoing project, thomas passwater and i have been reflecting on the intersections of affect and materiality, on the interactions and extensions of self and/through objects in our composing process, on the way that selves and objects mean. below, you can see how we have written our way into this inquiry—and we invite you to …

proposal. co-crafting/editing.

word agony. staring at the text-laden screen, my digits itch. anxiously half-tapping rhythms to stimulate precision. perfection. full-presses deconstruct brain drizzle [drivel] in comment tabs. the back and forth of desire - desire to sculpt a flawless piece from this google doc of chaos. two fingertips flick my mouse pad to scroll through earliest ramblings - …

reminiscent reflection.

growing up, there was a dark corner office/seasonal storage space in my parents' half-finished basement. there was a large desk sandwiched between boxes of hunting gear, winter coats, christmas ornaments, and other things. on that desk sat one of these. [is my age showing?] i used it for homework sometimes. and if i had been …

laptop. scheduling. jungle java.

most recent interruption: 'that boy called me tooth butt!' [seriously ... i didn't even know 'tooth butt' was a thing]. i thought i might be able to respond to student drafts while my daughter plays. nah. the room is full of incessant shrieking and shouts of 'MOOOMMM!' that so almost-could-be-my-kid that my eyes have lifted from …

gel pens & markers on post-its

draft 1: the ease of a rolling ball point across smooth whiteness pleases me. the coolness of my shared desktop meeting the pressure of my right hand's ulnar border, both calming and reassuring. thin purple lines feel too jaunty though, too thin to catch my eye and remind me of my current mantra. try again ... draft 2: …

ultra fine point & personal data sheet

even in a room filled with familiar faces, ice-breaking moments feel strange. and this pen is loud. my writing has become our ambient noise, only subtly and infrequently punctuated by an occasional throat-clearing or the frictional squeak of chair legs rubbing the floor in posture adjustments or the splish-glug-splash of my neighbor taking a swig of her …