If you know me, you know that I change my mind a lot. Here is my new, and hopefully improved, pitch for my book. I would love to hear whether you like this one or the old one better, (see Better? post for the old version). So far, the feedback I've received is that the first one was better... I really can't decide! I've changed the working title from Six Weeks to Expecting Happiness, I also welcome thoughts there, (kind of a play on the pregnancy/family theme).
Expecting Happiness
Desire for Escape.
Desire for Adventure.
Desire for Something More...
Kristen and Jake are much like many couples in their late twenties. They were told that they could be anything they wanted when they grew up. The problem is, beside each other, they cannot figure out what they want. Somehow, they have found themselves stuck in windowless cubes, trudging to meaningless jobs, grasping for purpose. Most nights, they forget to even look at each other. However, after the loss of a pregnancy forces them to reevaluate their priorities, they decide to reclaim their childhood dreams of adventure by embarking on separate journeys. While Jake sets off across country by car, Kristen secretly chases an old flame to Europe. Both searching for something different, they find themselves on surprisingly parallel adventures that may or may not lead them back together.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Dark inspiration.
Before I started writing my book, a picture of a little family enjoying a picnic inspired me. They were in a grassy field, with the slanting sunlight of late afternoon streaking the shot, shadows creeping in around the edges. The young mother, father, and baby sat on a little blanket, seemingly happy, but also somehow deeply dissatisfied.
Pictures and music inspire me, make me want to write.
Today, I discovered a photographer whose haunting images are filling my head with new ideas.
Thanks, Mike Shaw.
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| Courtesy of Mike Shaw Photography |
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| Courtesy of Mike Shaw Photography |
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| Courtesy of Mike Shaw Photography |
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Wolves & Unicorns Unite
This afternoon, my mother-in-law brought over an early birthday present for Alex-- the infamous Mountain Three Wolf Moon t-shirt.
Now, I have to tell you, Alex has been threatening me with this t-shirt for months, maybe even years, I've lost track. Every time we stop at a gas station, he cruelly taunts me that he is going to go inside and find one. It is so infamous, that I did not even need to see one to know what he was talking about. Images of flea markets and truck stops flooded into my mind. Just thinking about it, made me feel mortified.
Well, apparently, the hipsters found one first. Typical. The three wolf t-shirt is now a legend. Alex said he is pretty sure that if we move to Portland, wearing the t-shirt will instantly get us friends. They won't even care if we are from California. The three-wolf t-shirt trumps all!
To convince me of this point, this afternoon he introduced me to the lore of the t-shirt. Now, I get it. It's not just a white trash, hippie, or even hipster fashion statement, it's a super power, (and, don't get me wrong, I love hippies and tolerate hipsters). According to reviews on Amazon, the t-shirt is so powerful that it will get you women at trailer parks and Walmart! I'm really not sure what my husband is trying to say here... Although, according to the music video review, it's powers also extend to super models! That's slightly more comforting.
Thanks Alex and cool music video. NOW, I get it. And, I also discovered my own secret weapon in all of this research, the Mountain Unicorn Castle Purple T-Shirt! If before I thought it embarrassing to be in public with the Three Wolf Moon T-shirt, (and, of course, that was before I knew about its powers...), now I'm thinking that the perfect antidote is its unicorn brethren. Then, Alex and I would truly be the perfect power couple! Watch out Portland, two new hipsters were born today!
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| Photo courtesy of amazon.com |
Well, apparently, the hipsters found one first. Typical. The three wolf t-shirt is now a legend. Alex said he is pretty sure that if we move to Portland, wearing the t-shirt will instantly get us friends. They won't even care if we are from California. The three-wolf t-shirt trumps all!
To convince me of this point, this afternoon he introduced me to the lore of the t-shirt. Now, I get it. It's not just a white trash, hippie, or even hipster fashion statement, it's a super power, (and, don't get me wrong, I love hippies and tolerate hipsters). According to reviews on Amazon, the t-shirt is so powerful that it will get you women at trailer parks and Walmart! I'm really not sure what my husband is trying to say here... Although, according to the music video review, it's powers also extend to super models! That's slightly more comforting.
Thanks Alex and cool music video. NOW, I get it. And, I also discovered my own secret weapon in all of this research, the Mountain Unicorn Castle Purple T-Shirt! If before I thought it embarrassing to be in public with the Three Wolf Moon T-shirt, (and, of course, that was before I knew about its powers...), now I'm thinking that the perfect antidote is its unicorn brethren. Then, Alex and I would truly be the perfect power couple! Watch out Portland, two new hipsters were born today!
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| Photo courtesy of amazon.com |
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Mother Russia & Foreign Markets
According to Google Analytics, I have a steady stream of traffic from Russia on this blog. I wonder who my mysterious Russian viewers are? Are they real people or some sort of electronic webpage crawlers based out of Russia? I'm very intrigued. Clearly, the nerdy international relations major in me is still alive and well.
Alex and I actually went to a Russian market with friends this weekend. Well, a Russian and Korean market. Quite the combination! If you've never been to a foreign market before, go! They're a nerdy international relations major's dream!
Whether they're here or abroad, I love visiting foreign markets. They're always stocked with really unusual items that I find fascinating. Among the most interesting finds this time were vodka hidden in a babushka doll and hula hoops with "massaging" spikes, (they weren't really spikes, just felt that way when I tried it out, to Alex's amusement, in the middle of the store!). Not to mention all of the scary variations of meat, (head cheese or whole eels anyone?). I always find these stores reminiscent of watching an episode of Bizarre Foods or Anthony Bourdain... An instant and cheap adventure!
I actually have a not-so-secret obsession with foreign markets, as well as babushka dolls, so this outing was an unexpected thrill! (And, way more accessible than actually going to Russia or Korea!)
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ADHD side note of the night... This Portlandia clip hits a little too close to home. What shall I try next oh-great creative occupational wizard? (Documentary maker, tried that, wedding videographer, tried that too, writer, sure! Who knows, maybe making my own jewelry is next!)
Alex and I actually went to a Russian market with friends this weekend. Well, a Russian and Korean market. Quite the combination! If you've never been to a foreign market before, go! They're a nerdy international relations major's dream!
Whether they're here or abroad, I love visiting foreign markets. They're always stocked with really unusual items that I find fascinating. Among the most interesting finds this time were vodka hidden in a babushka doll and hula hoops with "massaging" spikes, (they weren't really spikes, just felt that way when I tried it out, to Alex's amusement, in the middle of the store!). Not to mention all of the scary variations of meat, (head cheese or whole eels anyone?). I always find these stores reminiscent of watching an episode of Bizarre Foods or Anthony Bourdain... An instant and cheap adventure!
I actually have a not-so-secret obsession with foreign markets, as well as babushka dolls, so this outing was an unexpected thrill! (And, way more accessible than actually going to Russia or Korea!)
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ADHD side note of the night... This Portlandia clip hits a little too close to home. What shall I try next oh-great creative occupational wizard? (Documentary maker, tried that, wedding videographer, tried that too, writer, sure! Who knows, maybe making my own jewelry is next!)
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Blog Advice... Blogvice?
I'm reading a pretty cool book, The Essential Guide to Getting Your Book Published. When I first heard the title from another aspiring author, I thought that it sounded useful, but bland, the last stop on my journey to finishing my book. Instead, I've discovered it to be much more entertaining than I expected. And, in exchange for purchasing the book, I now have a twenty minute "consultation" with its authors, the Book Doctors.
You would think that I would be all over this opportunity, but instead I had to talk myself into actually submitting the request. The voice in my head kept saying, "It's too early," "You're not ready to talk to anyone about your book," "Is your book even good?" Even in a situation that has very little potential of yielding anything, I find myself afraid of failure, which is why I sucked it up, and made the appointment. Kind of the story of my life. Anxiety. Suck it up and do it anyway.
One of my takeaways so far from their book is that I need to develop some sort of web presence for myself, somewhere to hang my writing hat, so to speak. So far, my blog has just been a place where I muse about anything and everything, (happiness, travel, writing, teaching...), but they recommend limiting blog subjects to attract and maintain an audience. I can see what they're saying, but I also have a hard time devoting myself to just one theme... I love having a space that I can write about anything, audience or not. And, no, a journal would not serve the same purpose!
What do you think? You read my blog. Would you rather I picked one theme and stuck with it? I know that it's a bit of a biased sampling since you're undoubtedly reading this because you actually know me, but I am still curious of your thoughts. Better if I only wrote about writing, traveling, teaching, or happiness? Or, keep this blog and start another one that only has one focus for the goal of establishing myself as a writer?
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On a random side note, and further underlining my inability to focus on just one idea, check out this movie trailer. I found it extremely thought-provoking about the still-present need for feminism in our society. Watch for the Fox News guy that says that women should not be president because of PMS. He should be forced to live on an island without any women!:
Miss Representation 8 min. Trailer 8/23/11 from Miss Representation on Vimeo.
You would think that I would be all over this opportunity, but instead I had to talk myself into actually submitting the request. The voice in my head kept saying, "It's too early," "You're not ready to talk to anyone about your book," "Is your book even good?" Even in a situation that has very little potential of yielding anything, I find myself afraid of failure, which is why I sucked it up, and made the appointment. Kind of the story of my life. Anxiety. Suck it up and do it anyway.
One of my takeaways so far from their book is that I need to develop some sort of web presence for myself, somewhere to hang my writing hat, so to speak. So far, my blog has just been a place where I muse about anything and everything, (happiness, travel, writing, teaching...), but they recommend limiting blog subjects to attract and maintain an audience. I can see what they're saying, but I also have a hard time devoting myself to just one theme... I love having a space that I can write about anything, audience or not. And, no, a journal would not serve the same purpose!
What do you think? You read my blog. Would you rather I picked one theme and stuck with it? I know that it's a bit of a biased sampling since you're undoubtedly reading this because you actually know me, but I am still curious of your thoughts. Better if I only wrote about writing, traveling, teaching, or happiness? Or, keep this blog and start another one that only has one focus for the goal of establishing myself as a writer?
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On a random side note, and further underlining my inability to focus on just one idea, check out this movie trailer. I found it extremely thought-provoking about the still-present need for feminism in our society. Watch for the Fox News guy that says that women should not be president because of PMS. He should be forced to live on an island without any women!:
Miss Representation 8 min. Trailer 8/23/11 from Miss Representation on Vimeo.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Advocacy, Humility & Gratitude
It is not in the still calm of life, or the repose of a pacific station, that great characters are formed. The habits of a vigorous mind are formed in contending with difficulties. Great necessities call out great virtues. When a mind is raised, and animated by scenes that engage the heart, then those qualities which would otherwise lay dormant, wake into life...
- Abigail Adams
I read this quote on a friend's Facebook page recently, and it touched me deeply. It made me think about how greatness does not come out of avoiding difficulty, even though it can be very tempting to do so.
When I first realized that I wanted to be a teacher, I found myself inventing reasons not to follow my heart. Mostly, I was afraid of failure. I was afraid that it would be too hard and that I would not live up to my own expectations. It was far more comfortable to avoid failure altogether than to face it head on. Then, somehow, I found myself doing it anyway, and I was right-- it was really hard and there were many days that I failed. But, in allowing myself to fail, I also gave myself space to grow.
In becoming a teacher, I have also become an advocate for children. Some of these children come to school hungry, cold, and in need of a lot of love. Many of these children lack the life experiences that I treasured growing up. Accordingly, in a strange way, they have become my children, who I love, guide, and struggle with everyday. In taking on this role, I have accepted the humility that comes with asking others to help them, and this in turn has opened my eyes to the great generosity of people all around me, creating a humbling gratitude inside of me.
A few months ago, I shared how painful it was to watch students come to school without jackets. It made me remember the times as a child when I forgot my jacket and felt cold. The idea that these kids weren't forgetting jackets, but instead did not have them, broke my heart. Nonetheless, I was amazed by how many people reached out to me after I shared this experience. My dad even marched into my classroom the very next morning with a jacket for a student that I told him about!
A dear old friend from college, who has always had an amazingly full heart, also reached out to me. Without being asked, she organized a fundraiser among the employees in her office, and raised enough money to buy nearly two dozen jackets for the students that were still coming to school cold. These jackets were delivered to my house this weekend and I could not believe how beautiful they were. The fact that strangers in another city were willing to reach into their own pockets to help the students at my school was deeply humbling. My gratitude is immense.
The willingness of people to help without even being asked has inspired me. It has shown me that when presented with a need, many people want to help. This is turn has inspired me to begin asking people for help, an act that does not come easily for me. Recently, another teacher and I set up an online fundraising site to ask friends and family to help us take our students to the Exploratorium in San Francisco. To our amazement, we have already raised more than $600!
Between the jackets and the field trip money, this week has inspired me to keep moving forward, even when things feel difficult. I am deeply touched by all of the people that care enough about our students to keep them warm and give them new life experiences. Thank you to everyone that is teaching me humility, giving me reasons for great gratitude, and helping to change the lives of students at my school!
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| Gigantic bags of beautiful jackets for students at my school! |
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| Thank you, thank you, thank you Old Navy donators! |
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Life ADHD
I have a serious case of life ADHD right now.
I go to work, get sucked in to all kinds of wacky side projects that have nothing to do with getting me out the door at the end of the day, (Randomly inviting published author to speak in my classroom, sure, why not? Less posters on my walls, great idea Mr. Firemen, let me get started right now!). I get home, think about taking the dog on a walk, end up preparing for tomorrow's smoothie recipe lesson in the kitchen, decide that I should read my new book on how to get published, but then end up on the laptop writing a blog entry while lamenting the fact that I'm neither cleaning my house nor getting any exercise, (while also simultaneously fielding phone calls and responding to emails...). Then it occurs to me that I still need to book a room in Carmel over spring break and I have the urge to abandon the blog entirely and waste two hours rereading trip advisor reviews and trying to remember which of the hotels are dog friendly.
Truthfully, I do not expect anyone to have survived that paragraph. I'm not even sure that I want to reread it! The point is, I run around all day, torn between a thousand things that I actually WANT to do, never able to get through it all. I know I'm not alone. We all feel this way on some level or another. What I do not understand is how people have children and still manage to conquer anything on the list. And, no, I'm not contemplating having them right this minute, don't get too excited (or annoyed, depending on who you are!), but it is something that crosses my mind when I imagine what I would give up. I guess that the love mechanism just takes over to the point that you do not mind giving something up? (Or, I hope it does!)
Anyway, this post has little real substance, just felt like lamenting the fact that I do not have more time by wasting time writing this. Irony in action. I have to remind myself: It does not matter how slow you go, as long as you do not stop. In other words, it can all get done, just not as fast as we would like it to...
Back to my ADHD, thinking about staying in Doris Day's famously dog-friendly hotel in Carmel, but can't get them to answer an email, (heaven-forbid I pick up a phone and call them!).
I go to work, get sucked in to all kinds of wacky side projects that have nothing to do with getting me out the door at the end of the day, (Randomly inviting published author to speak in my classroom, sure, why not? Less posters on my walls, great idea Mr. Firemen, let me get started right now!). I get home, think about taking the dog on a walk, end up preparing for tomorrow's smoothie recipe lesson in the kitchen, decide that I should read my new book on how to get published, but then end up on the laptop writing a blog entry while lamenting the fact that I'm neither cleaning my house nor getting any exercise, (while also simultaneously fielding phone calls and responding to emails...). Then it occurs to me that I still need to book a room in Carmel over spring break and I have the urge to abandon the blog entirely and waste two hours rereading trip advisor reviews and trying to remember which of the hotels are dog friendly.
Truthfully, I do not expect anyone to have survived that paragraph. I'm not even sure that I want to reread it! The point is, I run around all day, torn between a thousand things that I actually WANT to do, never able to get through it all. I know I'm not alone. We all feel this way on some level or another. What I do not understand is how people have children and still manage to conquer anything on the list. And, no, I'm not contemplating having them right this minute, don't get too excited (or annoyed, depending on who you are!), but it is something that crosses my mind when I imagine what I would give up. I guess that the love mechanism just takes over to the point that you do not mind giving something up? (Or, I hope it does!)
Anyway, this post has little real substance, just felt like lamenting the fact that I do not have more time by wasting time writing this. Irony in action. I have to remind myself: It does not matter how slow you go, as long as you do not stop. In other words, it can all get done, just not as fast as we would like it to...
Back to my ADHD, thinking about staying in Doris Day's famously dog-friendly hotel in Carmel, but can't get them to answer an email, (heaven-forbid I pick up a phone and call them!).
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