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"What can I write about today? I could write about what rises from the ashes, I can write about what we don't understand. Or I can write about gratitude. ~Stephanie Moore
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Just One Moore Thing…
Stephanie was a talented dancer, a published author, and more significantly, a gifted teacher. Over the years she taught hundreds of students to twirl and tango and two-step, including me. Her bounce is in our "kick-ball-change" and her swing in our "eight-count whip." Her trademark line in all her classes was, "That was perfect—just one thing."
Leaving dance to teach writing, she conducted workshops for several years in Marin, sharing her love for the written word. She was an equally talented writing teacher and whether teaching fiction, non-fiction, memoir, short story, or poetry, she empowered us to unleash our voices and to speak fiercely and with eloquence— and with better grammar.
Her dancing, writing, and insights were as vibrant, wild, and unfettered as she was: a sleek blonde comet blasting with energy and wit, challenging everyone to reach higher levels than we ever thought we could. Steph gave generously of herself, and a tiny part of her resides in each of her friends and students: her grace flowing in our waltzes, her voice echoing in our stories.
After a six-month ordeal with ovarian cancer, Stephanie Moore went out in that wild storm that hit Northern California in 2006. She was not one to go quietly into the night.
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"What can I write about today? I could write about what rises from the ashes, I can write about what we don't understand. Or I can write about gratitude. ~Stephanie Moore
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Just One Moore Thing…
Stephanie was a talented dancer, a published author, and more significantly, a gifted teacher. Over the years she taught hundreds of students to twirl and tango and two-step, including me. Her bounce is in our "kick-ball-change" and her swing in our "eight-count whip." Her trademark line in all her classes was, "That was perfect—just one thing."
Leaving dance to teach writing, she conducted workshops for several years in Marin, sharing her love for the written word. She was an equally talented writing teacher and whether teaching fiction, non-fiction, memoir, short story, or poetry, she empowered us to unleash our voices and to speak fiercely and with eloquence— and with better grammar.
Her dancing, writing, and insights were as vibrant, wild, and unfettered as she was: a sleek blonde comet blasting with energy and wit, challenging everyone to reach higher levels than we ever thought we could. Steph gave generously of herself, and a tiny part of her resides in each of her friends and students: her grace flowing in our waltzes, her voice echoing in our stories.
After a six-month ordeal with ovarian cancer, Stephanie Moore went out in that wild storm that hit Northern California in 2006. She was not one to go quietly into the night.