Snapshot 10/31/21 // “Season of the Witch”

Currently listening:Bless the Broken Road“- Rascal Flatts
Currently watching: You S3
Currently playing: Animal Crossing: New Horizons
Currently reading: The Once and Future Witches by Alix E. Harrow

I can’t imagine a world without Octobers. It is one of my favorite times of year. There is just something about the leaves turning gold and the wind whispering in your ear and thrill of Halloween around the corner that makes it feel so magical to me. Like there is something waiting to be found just where we can’t see in October. I live for that.

I also live for the fact that I got to go Salem, Massachusetts this month for a weekend. Oh, what a time to be alive.

October Goals:

  1. Work on The Lowell Saga. Fail.
  2. Maintain my healthy habits. Fail.
  3. Have fun. WIN

November (the month where I should be writing) Goals:

  • Get my priorities straight, again. I kind of fell of the wagon in a lot of regards to my life’s goals this month. I got to do better. But… I did have a lot of fun in October 😉

What I Read:

  • The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern. I don’t know how many times I have reread this book… but it has been many. Something about the autumn always has me craving the midnight diners, the Ice Garden, and the love story interwoven all throughout. This book is one of my favorites of all time. Like The Raven Boys. I know I bring up those favorites a lot in this section but that is only because I have a constant need to keep rereading them, haha! That is proof of how much I love them. And The Night Circus is something I love dearly.
  • Pumpkinheads by Rainbow Rowell and Faith Erin Hicks. This. Was. Adorable. The perfect fall read. I breezed through it because it’s a graphic novel and I can’t believe how wonderful it was. A nice slice of life is something we all need in our lives from time to time and this hit the perfect autumnal spot.
  • The Atlas Six by Olivie Blake. Wow. What a BOOK. Read it. That’s it. Just READ IT.
  • The Crucible by Arthur Miller. Soooo, I might have mentioned that I went to Salem this month and of course I had to reread The Crucible. I read it in school years ago and though I did not appreciate it then I love it so much more now. Especially in context with the real life historical event that took place in 1692. It’s scary how easily it happened and it frightens me how easily it could happen again.

What I’ll Be Writing:

  • Poetry- posted every Wednesday
  • Writing Is Hard | WIP Writing Update- posted in the middle of the month
  • Snapshot! Monthly Recap- posted the last day of every month
  • Announcements- posted as needed

If you want more information about any of the above, you can check out the About page on my site or just click here.

My Round Up of October Posts:

November. Oh, November. I honestly… have no idea what is going to happen this month. But, life is weird like that isn’t it? We can plan and plan and plan…. then the rains pour down (or the sun comes out!). Hope for the best, plan for the worst.

Till next time,

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“Book”

Prologues began,
before first cries can.

Pages turn
making us learn.

Chapters close,
finding hardship and foes.

Life is a book,
sometimes giving less than it took.

But stories don’t end
until for ourselves we can fend.

There is meaning in all,
especially when we fall.

One day we’ll know,
that this
was how it was supposed to go.

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Snapshot 9/30/21 // “Workaholic”

Currently listening:Astronaut in the Ocean” – Masked Wolf
Currently watching: Anne With an E S1 (rewatch)
Currently playing: Final Fantasy VII Remake
Currently reading: The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

September wasn’t a real month. TBH in my head it is still August. I still feel summer everywhere even as I am staring down the fallen leaves in my front yard. Not much happened but at the same time I was constantly busy. Is there a word for this feeling? How do I describe it better…?

Imagine a train station. There are so many people around, all with their own agendas and thoughts, getting on the train and others getting off. Then there is you, standing stock still in the middle of the platform. You have your own agenda too. But, your agenda was to take off on a plane… and you are at a train station. Being that there are no planes around and no other way to leave the train station but on a train… you are stuck.

That was what September felt like to me.

September Goals:

  1. Work on The Lowell Saga. Check.
  2. Maintain my healthy habits. Check.
  3. Be more open to possibilities. After this month I think I can handle almost anything. Check.

October (The month where I may reveal I have supernatural abilities) Goals:

  1. Work on The Lowell Saga. Always.
  2. Maintain my healthy habits. My life is a perfect graveyard of trying to be better and consistently falling short.
  3. Have fun. A major highlight this month is a mini trip to Salem, MA which I am ECSTATIC about. Perfect timing. I need to have some fun, badly.

What I Read:

  • Reasons to Stay Alive by Matt Haig. August was a bit dark that was why I decided to pick up this book, and it was a good decision. The title says it all. Honestly. At some point in our lives we all might need this as a pick me up. I swear by Matt Haig, ever since I read The Midnight Library, and now I want to read all his books.
  • Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. This hit the right spot at the right time in my life. It’s a rare occurrence but when it does happen I know it does for a reason. If I had the resources and time I would totally follow in Elizabeth Gilbert’s footsteps. I want to travel and find myself for a year. Where can I sign up? All kidding aside though her struggle in this book is something we all as humans struggle with. Finding ourselves and our own version of happiness, a way to survive. After these past few years I think we could all use a way to survive, or a means to put things in perspective and find the will to go on with this crazy thing we call life.
  • Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery. This book was a joy to read. Right after I watched the Netflix show I bought all the books and nothing has made me feel calmer or more steady. Anne of Green Gables is so grounding and simple in the most pleasant way. That was a weird way to describe it. What I mean is that it helps to remind you that life is more about the simple things. The air on your cheek, the flowers outside your window and your loved ones all around you. Oh, and of course there is Gilbert Blythe too haha 😀
  • Kagerou Daze v. 2 by Jin and art by Mahiro Satou.
  • Blue Lily, Lily Blue by Maggie Stiefvater. The Raven Cycle is so cathartic and nostalgic at the same time. I wish I knew someone like Richard Campbell Gansey III. Maggie Stiefvater is a genius at nuance and atmospheric writing. Her characters are just so real. So real. I’m an articulate mess of emotions right now. All you need to know is that this series is on my all time favorites and that is all I am going to say. I read a lot of books but nowadays it’s rare to find one to even touch this list. All of us readers have that list. The list of favorites that just speaks to our soul. The ones that hit us at the right time in our life when we needed the story most and so will forever have a special place is our hearts. This series is one of the few on my list. Okay now I promise I’m done.

What I’ll Be Writing:

  • Poetry- posted every Wednesday
  • Writing Is Hard | WIP Writing Update- posted in the middle of the month
  • Snapshot! Monthly Recap- posted the last day of every month
  • Announcements- posted as needed

If you want more information about any of the above, you can check out the About page on my site or just click here.

Serendipitous Posts I Read in September:

My Round Up of July Posts:

I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I CAN’T WAIT TILL SALEM!!!!! I’ll take pictures!!!

If any of you guys have ever been, please give me some recommendations!! This is my first time ever visiting!!

Till next time,

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“The Harvest Time”

Over the wall
into the garden I fell,
hearing crows crying
and laments from the bell.

Crawling through roses,
thorns so lovely and sharp,
dirt hiding in my nails
my breath made not a harp.

The night was brisk,
the sky was dark.
I rounded a corner
and jumped by a dog’s bark.

There was no way to rush
there was no time to wait,
the monster was coming
to seal my fate.

He knew my name,
he knew my face.
The only not known
was how I would taste.

September was never
a kindly friend to me,
as long as he looms
assurance of me is yet to be.

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©2021 Jai Lynn

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To Wear the Mask, or To Not Wear the Mask? | A Discussion Post about Halloween and Our Costumes

‘Sup my pumpkins,

Happy October!! Only one of the greatest months of the year, only one of the most pleasant weather months in the year (at least where I live), andddddd the ONLY month in which we celebrate Halloween… you see where I’m going with this?

I’m back with another discussion post this month! This time I want to hear all about your costumes!! I want to hear from everyone. Those who have been planning their costumes months in advance, those who decide to dress up very last minute and even those who don’t like Halloween and definitely, will not, in no way dress up. I want to hear from you all and your reasonings behind why you don’t wear a costume (if you don’t) and why you do wear a costume (if you choose to!) and how you pick who you want to be. I’m honestly really curious about this and can’t wait to see your responses in this lovely autumn, candy induced coma, magic of a month’s discussion post!

Origins

The origins of Halloween reach all the way back to nearly 2,000 years ago when the Celts walked the earth, and celebrated the end of the year with their festival of Samhain as summer was coming to near death and winter coming to near breath. The Celts believed that the boundaries between the living and the dead were very blurred during this time and therefore they lit bonfires, burned crops, sacrificed livestock and wore costumes all for their gods. At least according to History.com. Winter marked the start of their new year and prophecies were told and fortunes read. The spirits that were said to walk on this night tended to cause trouble and mischief but their presence made it easier for the priests to predict the future of the coming year. The Celts wore costumes to revere the spirits and also to dispel or ward off the more undesirable ones.

To Costume, or To Not Costume?

So that leaves us today in the modern world. I know there are plenty of people out there who don’t celebrate Halloween. Maybe it’s too childish for some or maybe they just don’t like spooky stuff or maybe… for any other myriad of reasons. Everyone’s opinion is valid!!

Then that leaves the rest of us. Those who wake up, feel the disturbed magical air, and decide to put on the costume.

Now this is where I can get super philosophical and argue that there are those of us humans who put on the mask everyday no matter if it’s October 31st or not. Those who hide their true selves anyway. Those with uniforms of ties, lipstick and shiny polished shoes that don’t match who we are on the inside in the slightest. Does that make Halloween any different then any other day of the year then if you think about it that way?

(Everyone has their own personal demons or spirits to contend with.)

Everyone of us has worn a mask at some point in our lives. Everyone. Halloween though is the only day when it is outright encouraged.

Now this is where it gets interesting. I’m curious as to how everyone chooses their costumes. I know for me the last four years I have been Jessica Jones. No. Lie.

And I’ll tell you exactly why. Now I know Jessica is far from the true blue hero that is Captain America. (Trust me, I know and I love him too.) But Jessica is in no way true blue, she’s black. She doesn’t have an optimistic, can do attitude, in fact she is much more on the pessimistic side. Not to mention she is most assuredly, undoubtably, an alcoholic. Despite all this though, she is a character who impacted me deeply.

The core of the reason why I have chosen to be her for the past four years is because when I dress up for Halloween I pick someone who I resonate with. Despite all of her flaws, and she has plenty, Jessica is one of my heroes. Someone with qualities I wish were my own. (No, not the alcoholism or the pessimism or foul mouth or lack of self worth). Those flaws though are what make her relatable and make her human. Without them she probably wouldn’t’ have hit my soul as hard as she did, and make her other more favorable qualities shine. So what did sucker punch my soul about her? When I pick my costume I always make it personal.

Jessica had a rough upbringing. A traumatic childhood accident in losing her family at an early age, the rough experience and isolation of having super powers through her life, and, of course not to mention, all the strings attached to Killgrave and what he did to her. Despite that though Jessica, for the people she loved, found the will to have courage and face her fears. That to me is truly inspiring and is one of the greatest marvels of humanity that I will never get tired of. The power of love to make us rise above ourselves and have courage to face something near unfaceable. It gets me every time.

Also, growing up on the shorter and tinier side I’ve had my own fair share of experience of being overlooked. Then you have Jessica, a skinny smallish woman, who can fucking lift an entire 16 wheeler over her head. I mean, GOALS. Never underestimate us so called little girls. We are so much more powerful than the world will give us credit for, and when I saw Jess back in 2015 I really started believing it.

Not to mention, her tough personality. Jessica Jones sees your bullshit and looks right through it. I love that. Her personality has no hold for your mask, your lies. She is a private investigator and her job description is to legit find out all the dirty little secrets of who you are.

Jessica Jones is my hero. She is someone who has qualities I admire and hope to one day incorporate into my own personal being. The courage, the strength, the no time for your bullshit attitude. These are all characteristics I wish I had more of. So every year, I try to harness her energy for Halloween and I’ve come to find each year I get a little closer to being the person I want to be. That’s how I decide on my costume, at least.

What about you guys though? If you don’t dress up, tell me why. If you do dress up, tell me why. Do you pick your costume on someone who inspires you (like me)? Do pick a character arbitrarily? Do you pick a costume based on humor? Do you pick a costume for the scare factor? Do you pick someone or something that has no resemblance to you whatsoever?

I’m really so curious!! To each and every one of you, thank you for reading my ramblings haha! May Autumn’s reign be long this year and may you each have a very happy, or haunted, Halloween!

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All the Autumn Vibes…. | A Discussion Post About the Ethereal Thing That is Fall

Happy Pumpkin Time Everyone!!!

I don’t really write discussion posts on my blog but they are something I always wanted to try so why not start now? The inspiration came like a lightning bolt and before I knew it I was already typing this post out. As you guys are well aware my outlook is all about seeing the magic that life offers in everyday occurrences which births a lot of my poems and vignettes. Magic can be wonderful! But alas, it can also be terrible. So what I wanted to talk about today was all my favorite (and some not so favorite) things about fall. That season that comes and goes so quickly, so quickly.

Apple and Pumpkin Picking

The feeling I get from picking my own apples is unreal. I imagine I’m out in the country on my own farm and harvesting all the best, sweet juicy apples that I can’t wait to eat when I get home. Of course this all happens in my head, lol, as I’m climbing the trees and subtly not noticing the signs saying “DO NOT CLIMB THE TREES”. Oops.

Picking out the best pumpkins is also one of the nicest feelings in the world. I always pick out two. A big one I can carve and a little one I can keep on my desk all through winter.

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School Starting Again

September used to be my least favorite month out of the entire year. Growing up, I hated school. HATED it. And I honestly never hate anything. But school. I was super shy and super insecure and never wanted summer to end. (This is probably a big reason why summer is my favorite season overall.) So when Autumn rolled around so did my anxiety.

Now that I have been out of school though for a few years and working, I find I enjoy September more and more as the years go by. I haven’t completely shaken the negative feelings but maybe as more and more time goes by…

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Scarves and Sweaters and Boots, oh my!

I’m all about the summer sun and shorts and flip flops. No lie. But the change over to scarves and sweaters and boots just… makes me feel so safe and comforted! Since the weather is picking up too, it also makes me feel really warm which is a very GREAT feeling for someone who is usually cold.

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Winter’s Impending Arrival

I do appreciate the existence of every season. For there to be summer there has to be winter. I do not hate winter at all but I do tend to get a bit down during the darkest days of the year. Winter is not my least favorite season (spring is believe it or not) but the cold really does get to me. I can feel it in my bones and I never seem to get warm enough. But, I will admit there is no feeling quite like watching the first snowfall. As long as it’s just enough that I don’t have to shovel it in the morning, lol.

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Pie

This speaks for itself.

IT’S PIE SEASON Y’ALL. I am pro all kinds of pie. Please, yes, give it all to meeeeeeeeeee! My favorite though is blueberry crumb! The only downside to pie is that I wish I could EAT a whole one at once but alas then I would get severe indigestion, my dears, and that is no fun.

Halloween

There is nothing bad about this. All good vibes here. Halloween is just the epitome of MAGIC. The costumes, the candy, the tingle of something extraordinary in the air… Halloween is just indescribable and it makes me feel so alive whenever it rolls around. I just… I just love Halloween okay?

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I want to try to hold onto Autumn this year. It makes me feel a bit better about life in these weird times. We all need any little bit of happiness we can find. So I toast this post to Autumn. May your reign last long this year.

What are some of your favorite and not so favorite things about fall? Hopefully by talking about it we can all be more present in this ethereal season and make it last.

Till next time,

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“Ghost Story”

I saw two boys standing,
in the picture,
on the broken stair.
One with a frown,
and the other,
without a care.

The black haired one,
looking very serious
and quite proud,
held a book in his hand
his shoulders pitched forward
as if he had just bowed.

The lad with the smirk
and penny copper hair
all tousled about his face,
had his eyes far off
and looking away
as he stared into space.

It was taken
twenty three years ago
my mother told me.
When the world
was summer and
she and they played near the sea.


On Roan Island
where they lived,
there was a tale.
You see, the entrance
must be given one soul
to go beyond the veil.

My mother said
the boy made of copper,
brash and not coy,
had a timeless laugh
always heard at the wrong time
that sounded with no joy.

The dark haired one,
was forged of iron
and shadow smart.
His cracks were always witty
but they didn’t come
from his heart.

There was a game
they played
those nights by the sea.
“Something more
must be waiting
for our trio of three.”

One long summer,
when the ocean was storming
and the moon was bright,
one of them
disappeared
into the night.

He vanished,
like a light
in the dark.
The light of soul,
gone,
out like a spark.

“Never saw him again.”
My mother sighed,
her words slow.
“Other things I see now
ever since that night.”
and her voice was so low.

“What? What are you seeing
that I can’t?”
I asked shrewdly.
The picture crinkled
in my hand
the boys wrinkling crudely.

My mother stared straight
her eyes startled and wide
and looking right through me.
“I watch the dead now, sweetie,
for years they’ve come and go
creaking floors and spilling tea

they’ll never leave me alone.
By the sea we played
that stupid game.
Never the one soul
I wanted to see
but do I call his name. “

“Who?” I asked.
“Is it that you want to meet?”
She took the photo in hand
and looked down forlornly.
There was salt in her eyes,
and in her hair fell sand.

“One day the game
would catch up
I always knew.
The time to collect
the sin I owe,
proud and true.”

She pointed down
and I stared, then she said
only to me.
“Until now I never saw him
but now in this room
there are three.”