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Three personal blog reader emails to share with you

Just over four years have passed since I first began blogging on March 6th, 2006. In essence I have a Bachelor of Blogging. And people are writing to me with their stories, gratitude and sometimes just to say hi.

I thought I’d share a few emails with you that I’ve received over the last few weeks from readers of this blog. They have been reproduced with permission and names changed if requested. All moved me in their own way and even brought me to tears… This is why I blog. This is what inspires me. Continue reading

The Implosion – I’m really a geek at heart

I don’t know the exact date that I drew this on but it was sometime during mid to late 2009 while sitting on the couch in the living room and likely it was late at night as it is right now when all is quiet with the moon shining and snow melting and everyone is asleep and there is no phone ringing and no cars whizzing by and all I hear is but Missy Two Shoes the cat snoring in her basket.

I love the night more than any other time. I naturally gravitate towards it regardless of what timezone I live in. My brain seems to turn on at 3AM when I’m able to process copious amounts of information and the ideas just seem to flow onto paper more freely. Continue reading

The children’s book Every Someday that I illustrated is available for purchase now

Just before Christmas the children’s book Every Someday written by Amanda Lenker and illustrated by me was self published on Blurb in soft cover, hard cover and hard cover with dust jacket editions. It’s a fantastic little book and your kids will adore it!

On blurb you can preview select parts of how Every Someday reads and looks like.

Pricing

$19.95 for the soft cover
$29.95 for hard cover
$34.95 for hand cover with dust jacket

The book measures 7×7 inches and is 24 pages.

You can view the initial drawings and ideas of the two main characters Something and Nothing in this previous sneak peak of a blog post.

We hope you like the book as much as we enjoyed working together on it. We have future plans which we will share as they materialize.

Until then, do go and buy the book and travel into the world of Somewhere and Nowhere! The book pictured above is the hardcover edition.

We are actively searching for a book publisher. If you are a publisher please do get in touch with us. We also wholesale Every Someday if you a retailer and would like to carry the book. Email us at everysomeday {AT} gmail DOT com for the details. Thank you.

Christopher the Fish – India Ink Drawing

It’s been a while since I introduced a new fish to the family. I finished drawing this male fish last weekend and was stumped at what to name him. Later that day, I was thinking about a friend of mine while out walking and the fish just suited his personae. So, without further adieu… I present Christopher the Fish. Isn’t he darling!

He measures 5×7 inches (12,7cm by 17,8cm) and was created with india ink and opaque white ink on grey Ingris paper.

You can buy Christopher and hang him on your wall!

By the way, Christopher writes at The Urban Sherpa and also will be launching the first edition of 3 Blind Elephants, a new media literary journal in December. He is accpepting submissions until October 31st for the first issue.

Whilst driving home on Saturday night I hit this stillness of noise

Let me elaborate:

The roads in Saint John are not for the faint of heart. They are twisting, potted, patched and pitted with most yellow and white lines missing or faded beyond recognition. Decades of shaded grey tar and layered pavement speckle the streets, avenues and thruways of this industrial seaside city. If you are not familiar from whence you are going you will get lost or in the least damage your car during your trek.

One learns quickly and avidly takes delight in swerving into oncoming traffic so as to not hit a monstrous gaping hole in the road and becomes adept in the management of not looking ahead to far while driving which in turn circumvents everything one was taught when learning to drive as a teenager.

I can remember the driving instructor saying “Jessica, look ahead 3 telephone poles and follow at least a car length behind the vehicle in front of you for every 10KM of speed you are travelling.”

LOOK.

At 11:00PM on Saturday night I was driving home on the twisting winding Old Red Head road after deciding not to take the new, improved, speedy highway as the old road is vintage and just plain to damn cool to not drive upon when I hit this patch of blazing black freshly paved surface. No bumps. No more swerving. No more orange pylons marking where the road had washed out or deteriorated. I slowed right down to 20 clicks. I smiled deeply looking at the moon upwards in the sky and staring at the glittering sea to the left and with the looming gigantic science fiction inspiring Irving oil refinery in front of me… Wow! Inspiration. Juxtaposition. SILENCE.

Brain on Overload

I almost wanted to pull over and just listen to it all. It was so quiet on that road that night. As quickly as it began it was stolen again and I resumed the road war to get home along Bayside Drive. Holy shit that road is in rough shape.

On a side note:
I’m 14 days smoke free today!
I get the keys to my new house on Thursday!
I was visiting my good friends Lisa and Jillian that Saturday night!
And I’ve been gardening!

I am moving

The researching and later, packing began in early November, hrmmm June 2008. You know how it gets when things become crowded and you can’t do what you need to do anymore in order to expand and grow.

You might notice things become a little wonky over the next few days as I migrate to self-hosting WordPress Blogging software again.

I currently blog on WordPress.com, a free blogging platform and forward my domain(s) here. It’s been great! I loved my time here. They were here when my finances ran dry and I could no longer afford to self-host anymore. Well, it’s come full circle and to advance I must move beyond. So thank you WordPress.com for the last year of awesomeness!

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Maybe keeping it straight isn’t how it is to be?

Mispec beach is located moments outside the city line on the Bay of Fundy. It is a frightfully cold salt water haven where pale ghostly Saint Johner’s go to swim, lay on the sand and sweat. As the end of summer approaches I thought I’d never make it to the beach as the fog and rain were heavy here most days. Saturday, I was there with a man named Andrew and his two boys.

It’s funny how children enter your life unexpectedly. First, my brother who is dating a woman (they are practically married now) who has three little girls aged three, six and nine; all blond and all very cute and intelligent. They were here this evening bringing my mom her 59th birthday gifts. I took them out in the backyard and we began picking carrots, wax beans and potatoes. Then we moved on to flower petals and fresh lavender while I explained to them how to make pot purri with it when they arrived back home. A few of my friends have children to, with whom I’ve been seeing more of lately and it’s not so bad. What the heck what I so scared of!

I was on a date that day at the beach with the man with two kids. I had panicked a few days earlier calling my brother “What do I do?!!!”, “His kids… Ahhhhhh”. My brother laughed and being the calm man that he is, says “Jessica, they are a package deal. Meet them sooner than later and decide from there.”

Andrew picked me up… two boys in the back seat aged six and eight. I sat in the car, buckled up and we were on our way.

And it comes down to this… I don’t have children of my own. After two long-term relationships ending and no children as a result I think I had begun to wonder whether it was possible to meet a man who wants children that I was attracted to. I don’t know where I’m going with this and maybe he is even reading this but this is my blog and my creative outlet for thought, idea and experimentation and he will understand because I write or I will go madly insane! I’m not saying Andrew is the one but he certainly is nice and sexy and stuff…hmmm and one never knows 😉

This last month I’ve been around more kids than I have in the last five years. Really! And they are all under the age of ten who are bursting bubbles of energy and new inspiration.

Life can get bland pretty quick when all you do is repetitive mundane tasks while walking a straight line without veering off that path. I went on two dates last week with two different men. It happens all at once when you least expect it to. One man I will not see again as it brought me straight back to feeling empty, uncomfortable and wanting to use drugs to cope.

Andrew on the other hand, I hope to see again real soon…

Synchronicity

As human beings we search for connections, look for validation and adhere to the norm. Every now and then a new idea emerges from the masses taunting older symbols long since ingrained within the societal stigmata.

This idea softly floats about joining itself to others through the senses in both unconscious and conscious ways. Once spoken, programmed, written, drawn, painted, acted or cooked it is not but a dream no longer; it is reality.

And your reality is whatever you choose it to be.

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