View from the Depths: a Mermaid's ode to a book club

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 27 July 2017 | 10 Comments

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We are warmly welcomed into a room lined with books – on shelves, tucked under the coffee table, footing the window seat, surrounded by a view of water glinting defiantly under clouds leaden with the last of a rare summer rain. High on an island hilltop, it was a space by and for book lovers but at first glance no place for a mermaid.

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Writer's Block: One Reason Why, The Three Things that Fuel It

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 12 April 2017 | 3 Comments

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     I have an output ratio of 100:1. That means for every word, idea or story I manage to force into words and out of my pen, there are 100 backed up in my body, getting restless and bored and clamouring to get out. It's exhausting and at some point it will be dangerous. Why risk exploding like a vowel-laden balloon when i could just sit down and open the tap? 

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Tuscan Thursday: where my renaissance begins

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 2 April 2017 | 7 Comments

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You know those annyoing little barricade graphics that pop up when a website is Under Construction? There's one on my company, my career, my life, orange cones everywhere. Icoudn't be more lost. And I couldn't be happier. There was a time when like a frantic driver late for work I cursed every cone as a delay, an obstacle, and sure-fire sign that the world hates me and you know what, I hate it right back. Now, I'm stopping, breathing, admiring its colour vivid through rain, snow and streaks of grime, marvelling at its posture amid wind, traffic, backhoes and threats.  My life has been shattered, shifted and unearthed; I can rush to restore it, patting down the soil and filling in the cracks so all was as it once was, but I choose to embrace the chaos. I say "Yes!" to the mess, the uncertainty, the delays and diversions, for ultimately, they are the jounrey itself. The path I was on was the diversion, from the dismissed childhood, forgotten ancestors, overwhelming insights and intense feelings that to an awakening body feel like needles rather than tingles. Part of what was forgotten was my call to Renaissance and this week, it came flooding back in brilliant clarity, because a dam of fury melted, one I carried with piercing agony for years. I had no idea, but my body did.

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Put numbers in their place

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 31 December 2016 | 3 Comments

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My Resolution for 2017.

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The Gift of Saying Goodbye

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 5 December 2016 | 1 Comments

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It is in the throes of grief today that I am grateful: for the presence of a dear friend, and for finding the words.

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A journey to authenticity: 72 months and counting

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 25 November 2016 | 0 Comments

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It's been 72 months and counting, and Finding Maria may not have launched a thousand ships, but it did inspire a series, publishing company, and a journey that continues to unfold. Nov. 24, 2016 was the sixth anniversary of the launch of our first book. So fitting that our anniversary fell on American Thanksgiving this year, because there are so many people to thank for this. An author may write a book, but it's a global village that helps polish, produce, market and appreciate the effort involved. All of that investment, however, is paid forward in the ability to write more books, and in our case, publish books by other authors, helping them realize some reward for their dreams and hard work in the process. 

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Remembering their part and ours

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 10 November 2016 | 21 Comments

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  I will never know most of the millions of lives changed and sacrificed through military service, but I know and love a few of them - relatives, acquaintances, and a friend you're about to learn more of. This gives me the empathy and safe distance to relive the sacrifices of which we rarely think. The pride through tears of a parent seeing their child off on a mission; those folks in uniform may be all grown up but they will always be little to the ones who bore and raised them. The agony of saying what could be a final goodbye to the man or woman you love, bidding farewell not only to the person but to the memories you have yet to make, the children you may never have, and the safety of kissing them goodnight, every night. The lonliness on both sides of service, for those toiling in the heat, cold, and danger of countries a world away and the loved ones toiling in the daily routines of chores, solo nights, and worry on the homefront. 

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The Path Less Travelled

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 1 November 2016 | 2 Comments

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  I looked down over a cliff and with only a belief, a calling and a trusty pair of flipflops, I started down. This was the beach calling me, not one with tidy boardwalks and crowded with tourists, but shards of sandstone around me and underfoot, and not a soul around.
  It is not unlike the writing life, this trail less travelled. Our ability to spot paths few others can see, then craft a map of words to follow draws us into a life much craved by those watching, but lonely in its midst. It requires us to spend vast amounts of time in places no one else sees, imagines, or wants to be. Loneliness is not just a side effect, it is a catalyst to dive in, discover, finish, and connect. In this moment, however, I didn't recognized any of this. I only knew I felt inside as awash and submerged as the rocks below, a day beautiful above but churning within. 

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Getting to the roots, Engaging to the core

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 24 October 2016 | 1 Comments

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Two weeks ago my beloved 50-foot silver maple tree succumbed to high winds and uprooted my lawn and my world. I've just spent five days taking my world back, not replanting to replace or duplicate, but embracing the opportunity to reach deeper, higher, differently. 

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