Analysis Paralysis, Self-Sabotage, & Intellectual Masturbation

Mostly I’m excited that I wrote the word “masturbation” in the title of this blog entry. I haven’t posted in over a month, which is the longest I’ve gone without posting in [insert dramatically long time here]. Guess what happened? Welp, I started making fun doodle videos… Like this one about how to be less […]

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(Cartoon video!) — A trick to be less batshit crazy when in a relationship!

Hey, Kids! I’ve been moderately MIA lately because of making some FUN DOODLE VIDEOS. And then getting SCARED of posting said videos and avoiding life for a week. And then POSTING said video and now sharing it with you. This is a quick “Relatively Particular Lesson” about how to be less batshit crazy when in […]

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the infamous jen novel text message and why having a blog helps me keep friends

This just in: NOT EVERYONE EXPERIENCES LIFE THE WAY I DO. Here’s what’s even crazier… Most people have NO INTEREST in experiencing life the way I do. You mean… You don’t want to learn life lessons like you’re on a constant MarioKart speed boost? You don’t want to exchange long rambles about all aspects of […]

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creative diarrhea.

In hindsight I should have made the word “DIARRHEA” in cursive. Because. Y’know. It flows better. I DIGRESS. I imagine that if you’re a human and you’ve read a book ever, you’ll have heard of “creative block” or “writer’s block.” People go on friggen’ RETREATS and pay DOLLARS to push through this stuff. I used to […]

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Day 301 of 365: relatively particular

I’m learning that I’m kind of an odd bird. Like, I’ve worked really hard to expand my awareness and become less… I dunno… overanalytical or contradicting. And to overall tone down the inherent crazy female brain I have. I hesitate to write something like that because I anticipate someone being like “THIS IS THE PROBLEM. […]

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Day 264 of 365: life is a carousel

Life is a carousel. With limited options of animals to ride. In time, all the creatures look the same. Eyes, mouths, legs, tails, up and down in predisposed rhythmic motions. Animal instincts ripped away, obsolete. I take a defibrillator to my perspective to jumpstart gratitude. Focus on details. Appreciate minutia. Spots. Stripes. Hues of fur. […]

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Day 115 of 365: I write because…

I don’t write because I want to; I write because I have to. I share my words and thoughts and feelings in as transparent of a way as possible on any given day because, if I don’t, I can feel the words dancing under my skin… Painting graffiti inside my veins… Sketching doodles inside the […]

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Day 112 of 365 days of relinquishing control: the point

What if the point is to take the pain we feel and transmute it into something beautiful? To express our pain, to sing it, paint it, scream it, rap it? To challenge our pain with sleeves of tattoos and crazy hair and colorful, frayed clothes? To translate our pain into poetry, prose, a magical world […]

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