So it turns out I'm a terrible teacher. Now that I've tried, which in all fairness is the only way to know for sure, I feel like it should have been apparent in my dread of home schooling and my general distain of basic questions but hey, maybe that's how you kill your darlings. In all honesty, I can't really tell if it was my darling or someone else's.. Some parts of it definitely was! But the format involved so much conforming that it drained the soul out of it. Perhaps it was, like so often, praise for an ability I "should" have rather than one I actually possess. I do think testing the ice was entirely worth it though. Even if I fell throug
Or maybe it's more like taking the wrong turn off the highway? I just have to find my way through the woods back onto the main road to find the one I was supposed to take..
