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Stop Thinking. Just Fucking Write Already. And Beach Food.

Stop Thinking. Just Fucking Write Already. And Beach Food.

11950370_10206110902545265_3954002997132591920_oSo I’m trying something different. I found myself feeling crazy a few weeks ago. Not the normal level of crazy I usually operate under but a special if you look at me wrong I will stab you in the head like Darryl Dixon crazy. My left eye wouldn’t stop twitching, I was pacing a lot, and I spent a ton of time binge watching TV shows, which I tend to do when the emotions are on a downward spiral. It’s my way to “fill the gap” of life which we all know can never be filled. This period of binge watching involved Walking Dead, not a good idea since when I wasn’t watching I kept thinking I better keep my purse handy in case I needed to escape quickly and kept checking the kitchen to see if we had enough bottled water. For whatever.

I think I “went there” because the podcast is doing well. Way better than I thought it would. I’ve been producing for six months and getting great feedback. Which makes me twitch. It’s by turns fun and fear-inducing, but for some reason I’ve kept my word and produced 16 episodes. On time. Something I cannot say about blogging. Or writing anything at all for that matter.

So rather than taking out imaginary Walkers to relieve the pressure, I decided to take a beach vacation. Just turn everything the fuck off. Oh. Eff. Eff. Off. Just breathe and eat and sleep. And you know what? It helped. Imagine that. On about day four, I realized something. The blog is just that. A blog. You don’t have to put up a masterpiece once a week. You don’t have to come up with a stunning premise, a gorgeous intro, a breathtaking body, and an applause-inducing conclusion every fucking week. You just need to write. A blog is a person’s thoughts, loosely related around the scope, the focus of the topic. What a revolutionary idea. Why not just blog? Take some of the pressure off? Keep working on your stuff, and when it’s ready, post it. But in the meantime, just write. Consistency is better than nothing at all. Quit beating yourself up about not producing Pulitzer Prize winning material every week and just fucking write. It’s okay. No one is standing behind you with a clipboard grading your progress. Hell, I’m not even sure anyone reads these things.

This might be a metaphor for life. And it was so simple to achieve, all I had to do was take a vacation. And remember to breathe and not stab anybody in the head.

So here I am blogging. About? Well, I’m still on a high after Dean Maupin’s interview which went well. There was a moment during the talk when he sat back in his chair and turned to the side, getting comfortable. That’s when I knew we were good. Coming soon? I’ve banked interviews with Justin Ross of Parallel 38 and Dawn Story of Farmstead Ferments. Excited for you to hear both of them, great people, great food and drink.

I’m sad as hell to learn The Magpie in Richmond has closed. Chef Owen Lane is producing some of the most creative food out there, all based around game meats, which really need to have a moment. It’s Walking Dead food people! His brunch was the best I’ve had anywhere and made my Best of 2014 list. Wrote about The Magpie at length here, and I’m including him in my Best of 2015 list despite the closure. You heard it here first. He deserves it for his Bloody Mary’s and rabbit omelet alone. Rabbit meat with goat cheese, leek tops and red wine-caramelized onion jam. SCRUMPTIOUS.

I’ll leave you with this thought. While at the beach, I started craving crab legs. As so many of us do. I’m like Pavlov’s dog, you put a salty ocean in front of me, the sound of waves in my ears and sand between my toes, and I start salivating over luscious white chunks of sweet crab meat dipped in gobs of melted butter. It’s my own brand of erotica. But why is that? I’m not vacationing in Alaska for Chrissakes. None of the legs we crack open is from here. It’s about as non-locavore as you can get. And I know this. It isn’t news? So why do I want them anyway? Why does shit fly out the window when I see a marquee for a crab leg special in one of the many assorted Captain Bob or Skipper Jack restaurants that line any beach boulevard in America? Is it bad to eat this stuff? Is it like Chik-Fil-A or what I like to call “Hate Chicken”? Tastes so good but politically so bad. Does the guilt make it taste better? Should I just shut up and say please pass the butter?

And folks if you’re beaching without Heavenly Hash ice cream, Doritos, onion dip, Snickers, popcorn, fried shrimp and some sort of cheap beer, you’re doing it wrong. Just my edacious opinion. There’s no room for healthy or fancy anything when you’ve got nothing to do all day but stare at waves.

Do it up folks. Be edacious.
Love, Jenée

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  • Kelly Rossi

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    I love your podcasts and now your blog! Because you’re real! Plain and simple. You genuinely care about people and your words portray that. And that’s why it’s doing well! I’ve loved your podcast from day one and get excited every other week or the next! As a Registered Dietitian I’m also a foodie. I came here because of my love of food. And I have to sheepishly admit that I yelled in excitement when you followed me on Twitter! Haha. I told my hubby you’d probably get bored with all the UVA sports tweets but oh well. Thanks for all that you do! You’ve made my morning walks with my dog more sun-filled, even in the rain!

    • Jenée Libby

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      Thank you so much! It means a lot. I never know if people are out there, other than my family and friends, and they kind of have to listen or I’ll bug the hell out of them. And yes, my number one goal with this is TO BE REAL. If you have any suggestions for topics or folks to interview I’m all ears. Thanks for listening! And reading 🙂

  • Dani Notari

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    I’ll second the REAL notion! And add refreshing to the mix…there is an awful lot of pressure from an awful lot of angles in this always online world, and I greatly appreciate your perspective! So glad we got connected. Thanks for the reminder to back the hell away once in a while.

    • Jenée Libby

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      Wow, I try a new format and immediately get more comments than I have in the past YEAR! Woot! I’m doing something right I think. Thanks Dani…refreshing and real. I’m beaming. And it makes me damn guilty I didn’t do a blog this week LOL Consider that remedied. Weekly blogs from now on 🙂

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