A perk of my job is the opportunity to make connections with people—someone I’m interviewing (often someone I admire), someone who reads something I write, and so forth. Occasionally, I get to see or learn or attend something cool, like last weekend’s Adventure Film Festival in Boulder.
We often disparage groupthink as perilous, but it can have the opposite effect, too. Sitting in a theater full of people who are psyched on adventuring, whatever that means to them, is inspiring. Continue reading “What to say and do when you don’t know what to say or do”
I don’t remember the first time someone told me I looked just like my Aunt Kelly. It’s happened often enough that I’ve internalized it. I don’t mind; she is beautiful, and so I consider it a profound compliment. Continue reading “The Sugarbee Effect”
After the November 2016 election, I gave myself a few days to grieve, and then I got motivated. I showed up to marches and engaged people around me in conversations about power and privilege and donated some money to organizations I cared about. Let’s keep fighting the good fight, I said. Continue reading “How I am staying motivated despite our terrifying political climate”
I started My Alaskan Odyssey in 2012, when I moved to Anchorage to start graduate school. Since then, I’ve posted sporadically, sometimes going weeks or months at time without posting squat, and occasionally, when things got lonely on the Last Frontier, writing three or four very manic posts in a week. Continue reading “Things I would rather do than write a blog post this week”