Taryn is Go

Right now, I’m currently in a Starbucks in Eugene OR  feeling excited, terrified, and cautiously optimistic. Today marks THE first day of a three-month hiatus from “everything but Taryn”. I will be solely focusing on my creative endeavors, growing as a human, and just enjoying some time doing new stuff with my crazy mutt, Abbey.

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I’ll admit, I am terrified because I am literally without excuse in terms of producing and being consistent. Accountability and I have been in a complicated relationship for some time now. I suppose I need to rekindle it. That and the idea of not pitching/working is horrifying too. As a self-employed person, I’m never not working, pitching, prospecting, etc. It’s a constant hustle. I’m grateful that I can afford to take this sabbatical, but my “hustle or die” radar is out of control.

 

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Bottom line, I know this fear/hesitancy is exactly why I must do this. At the end of the day, I can always find work. I can always re-enter the rat race. So I will calm my nerves (by drinking a triple shot espresso, counterproductive, I know) and will enter my hyperbolic time chamber to hone my artistic endeavors. Hopefully, I’ll come back out in Vegeta form.

 

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Shout out to all of the Dragon Ball Z fans that read my blog

I will be finally writing about the places I’ve visited in the last three months. Also, my first podcast is slated to air this coming Monday! I’ll be sure to leave a link here. If I can leave a piece of advice to my fellow creatives out there, lean into your fears. It’s by far the best thing I’ve done for myself. Happy Thursday!

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Office Space

Writing is tough business– especially when you don’t have a designated place to do so. When I’m home, wherever I try to write, I always lose focus or find myself doing some type of household chore. It’s a pain, really– which is why I go elsewhere. Continue reading “Office Space”

I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends

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No man is an island– though I’ve had to consciously remind myself of that as of late. As someone who spends a lot of time in her head, it’s nice to come down to planet Earth and speak to my fellow human beings– especially if they are people I’m very close with. So I’m happy to report that I had the awesome opportunity to have a quick coffee with my dear friend Toni, and her boyfriend Vince.

I’ve known Toni since high school and I consider her to be one of my closest friends. We’re incredibly similar in the fact that we’re both pretty independent, outspoken, and hate texting consistently. Unfortunately since she’s in SD and I’m in Vegas, we only see each other about twice a year– her visiting after the spring semester, and I make a trip usually around August . So it was such a great treat to have a coffee before her flight.

My favorite aspect about our friendship is that we don’t have to be in constant communication with one another to know that we’re still close. In fact, when we get together, it’s like picking back up where we left off. Plus, knowing each other as long as we have, our conversations are more frank and honest– which makes for hilarious times.  Also it doesn’t hurt that her boyfriend is such an awesome person and actually contributes to the conversation. Their personalities compliment each other so well, so I couldn’t be happier for the both of them.

While I’m sad it was a short visit, I’m glad we made it happen as it was like a charge to the emotional batteries. I feel rejuvenated– like maybe I’ll hit the gym or something (or something, ha). Anywho, I have to get back to work, I have a ton of cool projects I’m working on at the moment and I’m incredibly stoked! Also be on the lookout for more Freelance Friday posts tomorrow. (Don’t worry I’ve already written them, so they’ll be up). Happy Thursday peeps! 🙂

The Coffee Snob Pt. 2

Good morning! I am happy to report that I finally exchanged my beloved Bella Dots for a new one! While I appreciated the stand in, Mr. Coffee does not hold a candle to my precious. Now that I’ve sipped and savored my caffeinated nectar, I am off to conquer the literary world! I’ll be updating you guys on my 100DayProject today. Happy Thursday!

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The Coffee Snob

I started brewing coffee at home in 2013 because A: I don’t have to put on pants to get it; B: I don’t have a sugar daddy to fund my Starbucks habit (goals). Being the creature of habit that I am, I have a very systematic approach to my coffee making process. I do not change said process and had no desire until my beloved coffee maker died on me last week, which has forced me to put on pants and drive the ever so long half mile down the street to Starbucks.

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How to be a Creep in Starbucks

I love coffee. I also love staring at attractive men. So what do you get when you put the two together? A very distracted writer, that’s what. I’ve finally perfected my writing routine. I write my rough drafts with a pen and paper without headphones on, it’s quite glorious actually. Once I’m done fleshing out the article, I then open my laptop. You’d be surprised how productive I am lately. Anyway, I’m getting my writing on and this attractive gentleman decides to sit next to me as if he didn’t know his gorgeousness wouldn’t be a distraction. Continue reading “How to be a Creep in Starbucks”

Catfish Confessions

Some people think the grass is greener on the other side. Others so much so they rather pretend to be on said greener grass. This morning, I woke up particularly late at 7:30 am (I usually get up at 5:30). Groggily I turn on my coffeemaker and begin looking at my email. After sifting through revision requests and junk mail, I turn to my twitter to shamelessly tweet about my need for coffee. It was then that I found about my doppelgänger. Someone please put me on MTV, haha!

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I never thought I’d be involved in a Catfish scenario, but here we are. As I was adding my photo of my coffee (which in hindsight sounds so narcissistic), my twitter handle @Tarynwrites89 popped up. As I started deleting the handle, another twitter handle by the name of @Tarynwrites89x appeared. To my shock and surprise, it had my photo with the name Mindy Kaling on it. Out of creepy curiosity, I tapped on it and what happened next was humorously eerie.

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(The fake twitter account)

Someone took my photo, quote and linked to my blog on their twitter account! How freaking weird is that? While I’ve heard of people pretending to be other people, I never thought anyone would want to be me, haha! In a weird way, I’m kind of flattered. It’s not everyday you find an alternate version of yourself living in New York. I did reach out to this individual to ask them to kindly take down my photo and blog. Hopefully they are nice enough to do so. But I am curious, does anyone else have a catfish story? I’d love to hear about it. Maybe we all can be on the show! 😉

The Truth About Working out of a Starbucks

Am I the only person who can’t do anything productive at home? I mean, I may have a deadline for an article, but you’ll be sooner to find me vacuuming, cleaning my room or taking the dog to the park before I actually get to an assignment. It’s completely terrible, I know. So to ensure I get some work done, I usually opt to go to Sbux.

I am fortunate because the Starbucks I frequent happens to be over 2000 sq. ft. and is open 24/7, score! The problem though is that it is always busy and at times difficult to get a good spot with access to an outlet. However, now that UNLV is back in session, it’s not so bad. So recently, I’ve had no trouble picking a prime spot and hanging out for a few hours while I perfect my literary genius (I.E. judge my writing to death while silently deal with anxiety attacks).

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-My usual set up

One of the many reasons why I love coming to this particular location (besides being open forever) is that it is totally prime for people watching. Usually I can do it from a distance, but sometimes I get stuck next to some weirdo. It doesn’t help that I have one of those, “hey come talk to me, I won’t judge” faces. Seriously, I can tell you dozens of times when strangers have just confided in me for no particular reason. I’m like a traveling priest or something. Anywho, I digress.

So today, I was able to secure a corner spot. In this location, it’s like a bench style area with about 8 desks all with outlets around them. It’s quite convenient and a great use of space, in my opinion. To add on to my delight the next two seats were empty next to me; which meant I could be a douche and spread my books around (on a side note, I am in desperate need of an office). Life was good for the first hour or so, that is, until he came along.

This dude politely comes up and asks if the seat next to me was taken. I smiled politely and said no and proceeded to move my things. I don’t have a problem with people sitting next to me so I was cool at that point. Then after ordering his drink, he sits down and does his own thing. The spaces are a bit small, but I didn’t mind because he wasn’t doing anything weird. Until he took his flip flops off and stuck his bare feet on the bench only a mere inches away from me, to my dismay.

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-For the love of humanity, why?!?!?!?

To be clear, feet creep me out. Especially if I don’t know you. I don’t know your cleaning habits. What if you’re a shower abstainer? What if you have Athlete’s foot?! You just never know. Plus, how do you get comfortable putting your feet on communal space?! I just don’t get it. But I guess this is the chance I take when working in a public setting. Though I love Starbucks, Vegas sure does bring the weird out of people.

So now, I’m sitting here trying to keep my mind off of the toes that are right next to me. As you can tell, I’m not succeeding, lol. Oh, before I forget, I will be talking about where the heck I’ve been for that past month or so. I have some fun things to share with you, so at some point I will get around to writing them. Until then, have a great rest of the day!