Some of you already know this, but I wrote a book. I started it in 2011 while I had a full-time teaching job, so I worked on it during nights and weekends and then got pregnant with P and finished the first draft during the summer of 2013. Or maybe 2014, I don’t remember — it kind of took forever. And then I put it through four full revisions (and several mini ones), adding passages and deleting chapters and completely changing characters, and then I just ignored it for several months because there was NO POSSIBLE WAY I could ever attempt to publish a book like that while I was a teacher. It’s fiction, but several chapters take place in a high school. A lot of it has to do with the things in this article. There are some swear words.
In order to feel the least bit comfortable putting something like that into the universe, I figured I’d have to quit. Continue reading