Our teacher-consultants (TCs) are local educators who have participated in a rigorous summer leadership institute. Trained to provide targeted professional development about writing teaching, TCs can meet with you and your faculty, offer workshops and resources, teach demo lessons, and provide peer coaching and ongoing teacher support. To find out more about our targeted professional development offerings, please contact our Professional Development Coordinator Mari Aviles.
The Tampa Bay Area Writing Project will be hosting its Summer Leadership Institute at the University of South Florida (USF) Tampa campus in summer 2020.
by Gabriela Salazarinspired by TBAWP’s 2020 freewrite As soon as I laid eyes on his- I knewJust as the sun would rise tomorrow, He would be mine He’s the ocean His waves pulling me in deeper and deeper A perilous paradise I am lost…
by Mari Avilesa humble imitation of Sandra Cisneros’s “Abuelito Who” Marcos who plays notes into silenceand asks who hears him. Who is a melody and a bass linewho is a six-stringtwelve-stringa bass.Whose fingers are made of magicis too broken to play Who…
by Julia Genkingerinspired by TBAWP 2020’s group discussion Falling in love for the first time is easyYour first companion, your first commitment to someone you care forYou’ve never been destroyed by love before.Love is joy.And when it ends your pieces…
by Anonymousinspired by Mari Aviles’ demo-lesson Everyone in my family has a different smile. My mother’s smile is wide and shows all of her teeth, open and inviting, and the skin around her mouth shows the wear of years of…
by Courtney Nickelinspired by Asimina Mobley’s mini-lesson Sunday, March 8 4pmI hustled around Trinity Sportsplex frantically decorating and making sure everything was in order for my son’s 8th birthday party. 28 children (mostly boys) arrived with their parents. They…
by Karen Holbrookinspired by Samantha Beatty’s mini-lesson Hidden away inside the coat jacket was a sealed letter. I gently pulled it out from the safety of the pocket and wondered who this letter was intended for. The dusty gray jacket…
by Katharine Werthwineinspired by Courtney Nickel’s mini-lesson I remember the day you stumbled,Out of the airWhen your lungs sputter,Out of air. How I kept vigilThat night, brightenedBy the fire crackling down your spine.Your body crackled with pain,Your bones, kindling. Today…
by Julia Genkingerinspired by Courtney Nickel’s mini-lesson My Perspective 9/16/19:I got the call Monday night as I got home from my last class of the day. “Hey, how did it go at the doctors?” I asked my mom, who I…
