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It had almost escaped my notice that it is now May, the month that dooms to a heartbroken death 99% of characters from folk ballads. So, if you suspect you may be a character from a folk ballad, for your own safety: 

don’t fall in love, don’t go by the river, don’t go to the sea, don’t talk to sailors, don’t gamble, don’t ramble, don’t go North, don’t go North-West, don’t stand in the wind, don’t dance with anyone named Sally, Sue, Mary, Ann, or Barbara, don’t go to the pub (but if you do go to the pub at least don’t drink, and if you do drink at least pay for your own drink, and if you are absolutely broke and have to let someone else pay for your drink then at the very least do try not to forget to toast everyone you know whom you think might be there very loudly and possibly multiple times), don’t lend money, don’t borrow money, don’t wish you had more money, don’t make plans to make more money, don’t start working for a new employer, absolutely do believe anyone who says they will try to kill you, curse you, or maim you, absolutely do believe anyone who says you might die, turn down every invitation to go a-hunting, horse-riding, or a-courting, be wary of flute players you meet on your path, don’t dance with satanic men in black coats, don’t marry off your daughters to the first man who’ll have them, and don’t promise your true love any herbs you can’t readily plant and gather in your own garden. 

There. That should just about cover you for 31 days. Heed the warnings and you may have a chance to last the month. Good luck.

Currer Jean: The Writer

Hello, world! My name is Currer Jean, and I am a writer! For the last eight years I have been working on a young adult series about a holy order of demon slayers who uncover deep seeded mysteries that run from the depths of Hell dimensions to their own holy temples. My influences for this series have always been mythology from all over the world, woven together in a tapestry of a shadow world…

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First Post of the Year

I wanted to wait a few days before I wrote down all my dreams and aspirations, vowed to write every single day, and draw, and work out, and knit and somehow work a full time job. I wanted to see what it was I would gravitate to this year. What had I learned last year? What did I value now? What is it that I want to grow immediately? After what happened last January with the passing of my…

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On Life: Returning To The Page

It’s been 3 months since I sat down with the page, and in that time, a lot has happened. On life: In September I turned 28, and I must admit it feels different than any other age I’ve been at. This is the first birthday I have ever celebrated without my beloved great-grandmother. I felt her absence, but I also felt her love. Always bold, always so simple and sweet. I took the week off for my…

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On Books: Happy Birthday, Harry Potter

Happy 43rd birthday to The Boy Who Lived! Every July 31st I find something Harry Potter centric to do. Drink Butterbeer from my local bookstore. Rewatch a Harry Potter film. Reread the books. Read some fanfiction, look at all the cool fanart and aesthetics online. Wear my favorite Harry Potter t-shirts and jewelry. I spend the day immersed in the Wizarding World. I’m not alone. A quick Google…

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On Life: When Life Keeps Moving

Today, I am moving into the fourth house I have ever lived in. For a long time me and my family were looking for the place where we could put down roots and have the space and time to finally recover from some of our crazier moments, from some of the generational ticks and fears we picked up from being poor in rural places. Sometimes, we didn’t have the gas to get to where we needed to go.…

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On Life: What You Learn Before and After College

On August 1, 2022, I was issued an official diploma: a Bachelor of Arts, English from American Public University System. Whoop!!! After 6 years of essays and forums, PowerPoint presentations and tests, I was finally a college graduate. There were meltdowns, sleepless nights, rushing home from work to complete assignments, and questioning if I even needed a degree in the first place. College,…

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On Life: It Takes Time

Grief is a tricky, complicated, maddening emotion. It’s always switching back and forth. Sometimes I look at the spot where my grandmother used to sit on the couch and it hits me in the heart, just steals all of my breath, that she is not there. Sometimes moments from the hospital will cloud my mind and I’m right back there, helpless, stunned, struck with the sudden knowledge that my grandmother…

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On Writing: What It Takes to Be a Writer

Have you ever wondered what it takes to be a writer? Sometimes I feel like I’ll really be a writer when I can set up my space: a nice, organized desk with all the trendy trinkets, set up for hours of writing or vlogging. Sometimes I feel like if I buy the perfect notebook and pen– something leather, something in a nice fountain style– then I can finally plot out my entire first novel, even my…

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On Writing: A Movie Theater at the End of the World, Pt. 2

In my last post, I wrote about my current project, A Movie Theater at the End of the World. That was huge for me, especially since I didn’t just talk about AMTATEOTW, but also an old, old story that’s lived in my heart but hasn’t seen the light of day. Talking about two stories in one post officially ended my 6-years drought of not actually posting about my stories online. Yes! Confidence…

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On Writing: A Movie Theater at the End of the World

Back in 2013 to 2014, I had an idea for an apocalyptic story about a girl and her family living during the breakdown of society. There weren’t zombies or a virus or anything like that. It was a… cozy dystopia if that can even be a thing. It was very cottage core in a way. The girl and her family acquire a farm right before society starts to crumble. While they turn the farm into something livable…

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The Write Stuff

Alright. It’s time. Today is the day. I am finally going to talk about writing! I’m actually oddly excited to talk about writing. I talk about writing all day with my family. They are my #1 partners in storytelling. My mom writes. My sister writes. My brother is an artist who brings things to life for me. Art is the heartbeat of my household. Being a writer is more of a matter of time than if it…

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Where I Come From, Where I've Been

When I created this blog, I wanted to document the process of writing my first novel. I wanted to talk about all the ups and downs of creating something personal, especially for the very first time. This will be my first novel. I will never be able to enjoy this beautiful frustration ever again. The next time I write a novel will be with any experience I pick up from this process. That is, if I…

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Just Watch Me Overthink

I had several entries I was going to post by now. They were honest, honest in a way I haven’t been with myself, ever, I think. But… it just wasn’t the right time. I wasn’t in the headspace to share myself with anyone, retreating once again into my shell, that safe place of dreaming I’ve cultivated so well. It’s almost been a month since my Grandmother, my best friend, passed. In that time I have…

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Ave Atque Vale, My Love

I was in the middle of writing two other blog posts. I was coming home from work and ready to make dinner. I hadn’t spoken to her since six thirty that morning when I kissed her on the forehead and told her to get some rest, that I would see her when I got off. On January 20th, my great-grandmother, the beautiful, kind, and incredibly strong-willed, Hattie Lee Boards went Home to Glory, to a…

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My ATYD covers :)

Dancing Around the Point...Again

Dancing Around the Point…Again

Ever since I started my blog, I’ve harbored this feeling in the back of my mind that said, “well, this isn’t quite right.” I’m so familiar with this thought haunting my writing that I didn’t give it much credence. Imposter Syndrome. Self-doubt. The echo of past criticisms that reverberate even though all context is lost to time. This time the voice felt different. This persistent nagging held…

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Daily Prompt: What Could You Do Differently?

Daily Prompt: What Could You Do Differently?

What could you do differently? This daily prompt was so succinct that I had to answer it. Two blog posts in one day…I might explode! I am happy to answer this question. It’s been on my mind a lot lately. It is the basis of my latest blog post. We are at the beginning of a new year and a new month. 2022 instilled in me the idea that my wish to live a life of stories and words wasn’t just a…

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Before The Journey, The Heroine Reflects Pt. 3

Before The Journey, The Heroine Reflects Pt. 3

For the New Year, the village comes together in a clash of languages and foods, traditions, and lights to wish away the year. There is excitement in the air, also a touch of melancholy as all that was lost and all those who were lost are remembered. Tears and laughter, sparkling wines and tender touches, frigid air and songs all wash over the Heroine as she thinks about the year. She has learned…

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Before The Journey, The Heroine Reflects, Pt. 2

Before The Journey, The Heroine Reflects, Pt. 2

One doesn’t simply go on a journey. A journey is a culmination of days and weeks, yearnings and dreams, quiet moments, and frustrating moments. Journeys are the fruit of many mistakes and many triumphs, of figuring it out and losing your way. The Heroine had a whole life before she came to this point, this point of journeying, and she can’t help but think of how she got here… I am on this…

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Before the Journey, The Heroine Reflects, Pt. 1

Before the Journey, The Heroine Reflects, Pt. 1

Before the journey can begin in earnest, the Heroine must have her night of reflection. The present is writing itself, the future is unknown, the past… well, at times it is a living, breathing being that pretends at companionship when it is really a haunting. As with us all, the heroine has a past that weighs her down, fills her with doubt. The heroine knows that the road ahead will be filled…

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The Heroine Sets Off

The Heroine Sets Off

This isn’t the beginning, but it’s the best place to start. Heroine, age 27, realizes that a life in literature is more fun than a life in retail and embarks on the daunting task of making her dreams come true. The challenge: 40+ hours at the 9 to 5. The rest of the day spent spinning dreams into words and helping others make sense of their own. I am that heroine. I am Currer Jean. This blog…

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Hello, world! Lol! My name is Currer Jean, and I've been a writer for so long that I often forget to tell people. I think the hardest part of being an artist for me is getting out of my head and the worlds that swirl in it and sharing these things with the real life world.

So, this is me: finally sharing with the world. Lol!

This blog will be a safe space for sharing my worlds in the form of art, aesthetics/moodboards, and prose. I have a lot of these things and I want the world to get to know these characters and worlds, to play in them too, to envision a world where they belong.

I guess that is my mission statement here. All my life I've been into fantasy and sci-fi. But I started my life as a reader with Contemporary realism. So, in my heart they mix all together creating worlds and characters that are highly fantastical and deeply personal. That is what makes sci-fi/fantasy contemporary realism so great, right? They both create worlds and characters that feel like us but go beyond into the territories that might be too much for us to adventure into. As artists we get to step right up to those thresholds, even go beyond them, to deliver universal truths and lessons and entertainment.

That's what I want to do. As an artist, I want to touch people's emotions. I want to make them cry and smile and dream and fall innlove with themselves, others, the world.

Imma use this page to bring all of that to life, because I've been keeping it to myself and in the dark for too long.

Welcome to the light, my little worlds:)