Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Hi.

I hate not writing pieces for this blog anymore, because it feels like I struggle to know just what to say about my life anymore. I try to keep up with all of you lovely bloggers, but even that gets rough sometimes.

Currently, I'm at Starbucks being a cliche and trying to not get angry at the fact that there are four men nearby smoking--too close to the entrance of the shop, I swear--and the smoke is wafting up my nostrils while I try to sip a chai tea latte and write. It shouldn't be this hard to relax.

But I did find a cool artist on Soundcloud that does a lot of relaxation music. Anyway, if you want to find out more about my more professional updates, you can always keep up with http://dearjenna.com/category/posts/ where I make all of my posts about whatever professional things I think might interest others in my field--it is my website after all. I'm trying to be a good web slinger and update the damn thing.

As for where I am right now, we've had a whirlwind of a month. If you follow me on Instagram--which many do--you'll discover that we took that trip to Mt. Rainier that I blogged about last week, as well as we had a puppy and had to give back a puppy. I miss my little Lucy, but it just wasn't the right time. Not gonna lie, I put on a brave face, but that hurt. But it's been about a week or more now since that happened (I don't know, my days blend together), so things are better.

But enough about me. How are you?

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Mount Rainier Adventures




Just as reported, today Tripp and I made it to Mount Rainier, and it was a beautiful hike (even if he did drag me up a narrow path that made me a bit nervous and more out of breath than I expected, haha).

More under the cut...

Just a feeling, I guess.

Sometimes, all you really want to do is make your dreams come true. No, I'm not about to start singing Hilary Duff (circa 2003) covers, but when you're an adult, it is hard to make what you want to happen happen.

You think, as a kid, that you'll have all this freedom and power as an adult. But when you grow up, you can sometimes feel just as helpless as you were before. Sure, I can marathon Netflix shows while I cook dinner in my underwear and not have to worry about some lame parent ruining my good time, or making me change the TV to something they want, or--Heaven forbid--make me put on pants. But I still have taxes, bills, student loans, a job. All of these things can become obstacles if you let them.

I'm trying to learn how not to let them be obstacles.

So, the other day, I came with an idea for a literary magazine. (Don't freak out, nothing is set in stone, yet.) But I do need support for this one. Because if I do this, I'll be doing this mostly alone until I get a team behind me. I have one friend willing to give input, at least, for now. But right now she's the only one, and I'm not set in letting her do more than her poor heart can handle right now, anyway. And should this go according to plan, I'll also officially be an editor again, on my own terms, if this happens. The crazy thing about the internet is if you setup a web presence, you can say you're anything. But I've been submitting my own work out there into the literary ether for months now, and I know how hard it can be for others.

I'm not using this to put my own work up and say I'm published. I'll likely never post anything there. Because this isn't about me, it's about others. It's about the written word. These are way more important things than my pride.



Anyway, it's Art in Transit. It's for those who find their muse (fiction and nonfiction prose, or poetry) while on the move--on buses, trains, road trips and living life. It's an online literary magazine. You can find the firsts of it here: @ARTin_transit

Please follow that Twitter account, and tell your friends. When the website launches, it will be announced there. Tell your friends of literary minds that they should totally get in on this action--get in on the ground floor. This is about publishing everyone's work online and expanding what literary art really means for the millions of different voices and styles out there. I guess I should have figured that an artsy gal like me would end up here, eventually.

In other news, I was granted a vacation week, and I've been spending it with Tripp. We've not done a lot of exciting, "adventurous" things yet, but we have done a lot of important things. For one, this apartment no longer looks like a pig sty (hello, I am a pig).

Tomorrow, we are going to Mount Rainier, because we have yet to do that (man, life sure takes up a lot of bandwidth), and I really can't wait for that. I plan on bringing my ol' rusty camera to take some photos while we're there. We're leaving around 11 a.m. to go.

Vacations are a great way to start up new projects and go on adventures, but don't forget to do that even on just your off days. Enjoy life, friends.