I think I've been living under a rock. I had never heard of Austin Kleon until last week. Now suddenly he's everywhere. And I just found out that he once attended the university where I now work (is that serendipitous? I just finished reading Amy Krouse Rosenthal's book Textbook Amy Krouse Rosenthal and I love what she wrote about those kind moments). I followed him on Twitter and as I'm reading through his website, I realize that I have heard people referencing his work for a while, but I'd never spent any time with it. Well, I just ordered all three of his books. And, thanks to Tricia Ebarvia's blog post from a few days ago, I'm stealing one of his writing prompts.
Thanks to Emma, Jacob and Justin,
who taught me how to live in the moment.
Thanks to Greg,
who taught me about real love when he didn't get mad at me when I told him
I forgot my driver's license five minutes before we arrived at the Dayton airport.
Thanks to Emily,
who taught me how to cover my tracks, how to forgive, how to be a sister.
Thanks to Katie,
who taught me how to create an alliance, how to clean up puke, how to keep on pushing.
Thanks to Mr. McGonnell,
who taught me how to meet a deadline,
how to write a lead, and how to get tickets for Broadway shows.
Thanks to Mrs. Mathern,
who taught me how to be proud of my writing, and how to nurture original thinking.
Thanks to Barry Roth who taught me how to write a thesis statement,
and how to read Shakespeare. And how to not cry when things get hard.
Thanks to Tom Romano,
who taught me how to open doors.
Thanks to Dad,
who taught me how to fly a kite,
and throw a baseball,
and drive a car,
And how to love fiercely.
Thanks to Mom,
who taught me how to make green bean casserole.
And everything I know about being a mom, a wife, a woman: a human being.