Taryn is not a good blogger

It should go without saying that I am TERRIBLE at keeping up with blogging on a consistent basis. To be completely honest it has everything to do with my work. I’ll explain…

Creative Constipation

As a freelancer, I spend my time using my creativity to bring my clients’ marketing dreams to reality. It’s an awesome gig, I can’t complain. While my creative ‘genius’ knows no bounds, I only have a finite amount of energy/stamina to harness it all. I have all the time in the world to create, but mentally I’m spent after expelling that creative energy on my work. It’s an annoying conundrum. To be honest, I used to be so hard on myself about this, but then I learned to put it in perspective. Art is not for the faint of heart. You are literally turning a blank page into something amazing. Art is probably the closest form of magic that we have.

 

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Flip It and Reverse It

So in light of my desperation to be creative and express myself, I am taking the first 3 months of the new year to solely work on my own creative pursuits– one of which will be a podcast. I really want to dive into that medium because honestly, I think telling stories in an audible format would be WAY easier/interesting than blogging. Don’t get me wrong, I still like to blog, but I want to diversify. Plus I want to work on my manuscripts, so I really want to compartmentalize how/when I’m writing. I promise I will finally update this thing on my recent travels. So far I’ve spent time in Oregon, Seattle, Montana, and I’m off to Idaho tomorrow! Stay tuned for more updates! In the meantime, here’s a picture of Abbey in Missoula MT. watching some dude kayak.

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Strategic Sunday: Terminal Uniqueness

Greetings!

Here I am, returning from the shadows of obscurity. It’s been quite a while. A lot has changed and a lot has remained the same. That was my hipster way of saying that I’ve been running in circles waiting for the sky to fall these last few months. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had some great achievements, and I’ve had some learning moments.

Terminal Uniqueness 

First, I’d like to say that no, I’m not a recovering alcoholic (though my mom seems to think so, more on that later). That said, the term “terminal uniqueness”– which is commonly referred to in A.A.– is the belief that the situation the individual is facing is unlike anything faced by other people. Now, if I’m being honest, when I go to my mopey “all hope is lost” place, I tend to think my “isms” are soooo different than what everyone else is facing.

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I mean obviously, no one could possibly understand my life. 2 parents that are still married who are unconditionally supportive of their daughter, friends that care, and a career that is gaining speed? Sheesh, the horror.

As I venture out into the world, I am reminded that my road has been traveled and I don’t have to go it alone. I’m coming to the understanding that I’m not a special little snowflake, and I’m finding comfort in the fact that I’m more human than I give myself credit. Now I am tasked with the pesky chore of connecting with my fellow humans. I’m a little rusty, but I’m working on it!

What’s Next…

So, I’m getting back into the blogging swing of things and I have a bunch of goodies to share. I had an epic 26th birthday in October, killed it in freelance writing in terms of earnings in the last 2 months, I’m “taking pride in my appearance” (again, more on that later), and volunteering at the library. In a nutshell, I’m back! So get ready, because I mean it this time! Happy Sunday!

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Strategic Sunday Pt. ???: Back From the Dead

Why hello there!

After not blogging for about 6 weeks, I am finally making a resurgence. In the spirit of transparency, I’ve been allowing life to throw me around mercilessly, causing everything to transform into a giant snowball that has left me to retreat under my covers and avoid everything at all costs. Fortunately, I break that cycle today.

Don’t worry, it hasn’t all been chaos and conspiracy theories. Life has treated me well, I’m just working on the coping and “rolling with the punches part”. I’ve also come to realize that I missed blogging, as it helps me stay balanced– so here I am– getting back to the basics.

This week: I’ll be posting some funny updates about my shenanigans and my freelancing work (spoiler alert: it’s been crazy! In a good way though). So sit back and enjoy, because I’m back! Happy Sunday!

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#100DayProject: Day 7

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It’s day 7 of my writing project! Today, I’ve been able to knock out a good amount of writing. I think one of the hardest things about writing (at least for me) is that you have so much you want to say, but you’re overthinking the process. I’ve found that writing in streams of consciousness helps me jump over that hurdle. I let my mind wander and see what sticks while editing the rest. For all my fellow #100DayProject peeps, how are your projects going? Let me know! 🙂

Damn it Feels Good to Be a Gangsta

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So, I’m going to take a moment to pat myself on the back. Since being a bum has been fun, I’ve decided to make it a permanent thing by becoming a freelance writer. Honestly I was beating myself up and didn’t think my writing was good enough, but turns out it is (who knew). Some of my work has been recently published on different sites and I could not be prouder. Getting published is the best kind of drug out there and it’s one that I want to keep being on. So excuse me while I continue to get “high”. I’ve posted a couple links so check them out if you like!

 

https://www.careeraddict.com/en/6614/5-ways-to-get-right-mentally-to-get-right-physically

http://www.wearable.co.uk/blog/cuff-bringing-technology-fashion-together/

Labor of Love

Greetings!

I’m currently on my fauxcation* and I must say it’s been lovely with some strings attached. I bet you can’t guess where I am. Ok, I’ll tell you, Starbucks! (by the beach!) Not a shocker but I just about nearly beat an old man because he had his paws on my drink (Homie don’t play that). I’m going to try and really squeeze out some quality me time for the next couple of days so I can go back to the ol’ ball and chain with my head on straight. With that being said, I’ve had some time to do some introspection and have begrudgingly admitted to myself that most things in life that I’ve attempted have been nothing short of half-assed. In light of this slightly depressing realization, I plan on starting a project. I’ve decided it’s going to be my labor of love and something I’m going to pour my blood, sweat and tears into. I rarely go balls to the walls, but when I do I find myself to be impressed with my madness. So when this said project is finished, I plan on sharing it with the world for all to love, hate, or criticize. One thing I’ve learned in life, is that it is indeed too short not to have some thing that makes you wake up and smile. With that being said Happy New Year! And maybe, just maybe, I’ll write something that makes you chuckle. Who knows, maybe it’ll be sometime this week 🙂 Also, if I hear “New Year, New Me”  one more time, I may have to choke someone…

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* Stands for fake vacation because no one at my job seems to respect the fact that I’m on vacation so they insist on being in constant contact with me despite my being several hundred miles away from Satan’s Buttcrack**

**Refer’s to my loving pet name for Las Vegas, NV