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Hannah Hart Beat- Maine

August, Lately

Hannah Hart Beat - Maine

Hiya, Hart Beat. How are you? It’s been almost a month since I got back to Maine and I’m sitting here in the garden shed at my Grandmother’s packing up my books. Tomorrow I head back to the Berkshires and I’m sad but ready to be leaving Maine. It’s time. I need to get back to the Berkshires and knuckle down on my writing. It’s been going well, Hart Beat, although it’s been taking everything out of me every day. I get into bed at nine and am passed out with the light on and a book open on my chest every night. It’s okay because a couple of weeks ago I got a dog and he wakes me up to remind me the light is on. The pup is a one and a half-year-old Shih Tzu from Wells, Maine. He was owned by a couple before but they were stationed overseas for the military and lucky me, I got the pup. I’m calling him Mateo aka Teo aka Lil Monster because his nose (like mine) is tiny and he snorts most of the day (not like mine). He’s the perfect writing companion and as I type he is laying on the floor at my feet. I’m in love Hart Beat and have officially decided to replace men and dating with Mateo and books.

Speaking of books and writing I’ve made my way through my writing mentor’s recommendations and I would love yours if you have them. In the last post, I listed what I had read if you need to see what I’m liking (tl;dr mostly memoirs and books on writing). The ones right now that I have on my nightstand are The Rules Do Not Apply: A Memoir, by Ariel Levy, The Hot One: A Memoir of Friendship, Sex, and Murder, by Carolyn Murnick, The Alchemist, by Paulo Coelho, What We Lose: A Novel, by Zinzi Clemons, Hard Travel to Sacred Places, by Rudolph Wurlitzer, and Committed: A Love Story, by Elizabeth Gilbert.

In return, here is a section from Still Writing, The Perils and Pleasures of a Creative Life, and an interview with Dani Shapiro, my muse lately. The book and this interview have been what I read and watch every morning before sitting down to work.

“As I write these words, I am, of course, alone. It’s the middle oft he day and I have barely stepped outside except to pick up a couple of envelopes full of books and manuscripts that FedEx left on the pourch. I have spoken to no one since seven o’clock this morning. I am wearing the ratty T-shirt I slept in last night. The house is silent. A crow calls outside my office window.

“These solitary days are my lifeline. They are the lifeline of every writer I know. We hold on to our solitude, fiercly protect these empty days. But at the same time, we long for community…

“Though we write our books alone, ultimately everything we do involves some collaboration. Every good book you’ll ever read has the thumbprints of other writers all over it. As we finish a manuscript we may find ourselves thinking of who to turn to, who can help us…

“I reach out a hand when I can. I remind myself every day that it’s about the work. I am here in Connecticut. You might be in Missoula, Montana, or Taos, New Mexico, or Portland, Oregon. You’re in a café, or at a writers conference, or at your kitchen table. The words have come easily to you today, or you feel like your head is about to explode. You’re a household name, or laboring in obscurity. I am here, and you are there, and we are in this thing together.”

Dani Shapiro, Still Writing: The Perils and Pleasures of a Creative Life

Talk soon, Hart Beat.

The Last Few Weeks

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Hi Hart Beat. Happy Saturday! Sorry being so MIA, these last few weeks have been a whirlwind so I thought I’d give you a little update on life and check in to see how you’re doing. There’s honestly so much to cover and each of these bullet points deserves a post of its own but, I’ve been working on another project, and it’s been taking all that I have to keep writing it every day. Sadly, Hart Beat has taken a back seat (for now). Hopefully, in another couple of weeks, I can lift my head up and come back here with you. For now, these lists are going to have to do. Miss you, Hart Beat.

Towns I’ve visited:

  • Killington, VT
  • Woodstock, VT
  • Hudson, NY
  • Chatham, NY
  • West Stockbridge, MA
  • Great Barrington, MA
  • Wiscasset, ME
  • Boothbay Harbor, ME

Books I’ve read:

Books I’ve bought and can’t wait to read:

Poems I’ve loved:

Movies I’ve watched:

  • Hell or Highwater (loved)
  • Ghostwriter (loved)
  • Stupid, Crazy, Love (loved, for obvious reasons)
  • Before Sunset (obsessed)
  • Deja Vu (solid B)
  • Rounders (solid B+)

Things I can’t stop using/wearing:

Songs I’ve had on repeat:

Things I’ve done:

Signing off for now, Hart Beat. If I think of more things I’ll let ya know. P.S. Follow me on Instagram for more day to day things.

 

Hair, More Important Things & the Flu

Hannah Hart Beat

Morning Hart Beat. It’s been the worst week. It’s been the worst week for me personally, for our country, and for humanity in general. I think. I don’t really know anymore. This blog has always been a place for me to come and distract myself from the world and I’m starting to have a hard time with that. While I want to write about these beautiful hair barrettes that I can’t stop pinning (the one above is from & Other Stories, although, it looks like they might not sell it still) I’m both still sick as a dog from the flu and feeling angry, emotional, and helpless at what’s happening in our country right now.

This morning we all woke up to the news that President  F***ing Trump has signed a temporary ban on refugees entering the United States. This, after a week where he reinstated an international “gag rule”, among other things. What is the international “gag rule”? This insane policy denies the US government from giving any foreign aid to an international organization that provides or even discuss safe abortions. This money is pulled even if funds from our government doesn’t pay directly to perform abortions.

I’ve been in bed since Tuesday, Hart Beat. That’s five full days to feverishly refresh over and over again my Twitter feed. I’m done. So, what am I going to do today? I’m going to donate to the International Rescue Committee, finish my tea, take my ass to bed for a nap to kill this flu once and for all, wake up, go for a walk in my neighborhood to support my local businesses and then think about what good I’m going to do tomorrow. What about you, Hart Beat?

Summer Week

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Oh Hart Beat, it’s my least favorite time of year!! The end of summer is here in all it’s sun setting early and tomato busting glory. Even though it makes me so sad I think this week will actually be okay because it is Summer Week for Food52. Every year the Food52 office closes down for the week before Labor Day to give all of us a good rest before holiday season descends. So what does that mean for me and my life? I’m going to try to take a whole week to RELAX.

I’m going to the Cape for a week with family and I’m so excited to take a break from work, from the city and spend some time getting my mind ready for the Fall and stress of the holidays at work. This past month has been hard (I’ll tell you about it soon I promise) but this week is going to be all about rest. In fact, right now I’m sitting on my mom’s couch eating cookies and watching The Princess Bride. It’s pretty much heaven on Earth. So Hart Beat, expect some posts coming from me this week as I wrap my head around this whole relaxation thing. I miss you! I have so much to share! Talk to you soon.

Photo via Instagram.

Life

Is this what I should be spending my time on right now?

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Oh what a question. Right, Hart Beat? One of the things I struggle with day to day at work, at home, writing this blog, riding the train and yada yada is how to prioritize. My mind works at one thousand miles an hour and multi-tasking isn’t a skill, it’s something I inherently do. All in all this is a great thing for my career and general well being but, at times (often crucial deadline times), it can be not a help but a hinderance.

Working on this blog for instance. I often will sit down to write a post, realize I need an image to begin the post, go to Pinterest for inspiration and then spend the next hour just browsing rando Pinterest boards. Fun? Yes. Helpful? Ehhhh. Not UN-helpful but maybe not the most important thing I could be working on. This happens at work too, I’ll be going through my email and get a calendar pop-up notification. This will then spiral me onto my calendar, then onto a doc I have to prepare for another meeting next week. Boom. I’ve successfully derailed something important (like answering urgent emails) to something important but not THE thing I should be looking at that moment.

Enter the question, Is this really what you should be spending your time on right now? I’ve started asking myself this question any time I start a new task. Whether it’s working on a project for two months from now to deciding what to do before I head out to work I’m asking myself to really think about how I’m spending my time. So far so good. I know there are other tips out there too, though. You got any, Hart Beat?

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Hasta Luego, Hart Beat!

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Hi Hart Beat! Sorry to miss you. My mom and I are HEADING TO THE BEACH! We’ll be gone for a week exploring Costa Rica and I hate to say it but I’m so excited to get out of grey New York and see some color. This picture last year was from Antigua and I’m excited to visit the other name on the signs. Any suggestions? I’ll take them!! xoxo Hart Beat

P.S. Follow along on Instagram while I’m away!

Hannah Hart Beat

Daylight Savings is a bummer

Oh Hart Beat. My least favorite day has come and gone. Daylight savings is here and today was the first day that I really felt it. Getting out of work at 6pm and having it be pitch black made me so sad that I came straight home, ordered a banana-strawberry smoothie, and am now streaming Friends. Yup, it’s that kind of night. I’m sure there are others of you out there and so, to try and boost all of our spirits with some fun things / warmer things to take our minds off the quickly approaching winter..

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An amazing (and happy!) print from Fieldguided that would look great in my kitchen. Peonies aren’t my favorite it man this flower looks like it is getting sun and I guess I could pretend to get sun from it…

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Happy people jumping. As someone who has tried the occasional jumping photo I can say that this is hard and now I feel like I need to try again.

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Starting to daydream about my trip this winter to Costa Rica. Have you been before, Hart Beat? I’m counting the days…

This cover of “That’s How Strong My Love Is” by The Rolling Stones. I love the original but man, this one is calling my name.

And that’s it! Do you have any other mood pick-me-uppers to share on this sad sunlight-less night?

An ode to summer naps

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Hello Hart Beat. We did it. We made it through to the end of the week. Whew. Summer is my favorite time of year but, as much as I love my job, sometimes when I’m sitting at my desk and look over outside the window next to me I can’t believe I’m sitting inside on such a beautiful day. Other than going to the beach, and drinking an Old Fashioned on a rooftop bar, my favorite summer activity is taking a little siesta.

I know what you’re asking right now. Oh Hannah, don’t you always love taking naps? Honestly, Hart Beat, the answer is yes. I love taking naps. But napping in the summer is on it’s own plateau of heavenliness. I think it’s something about the summer air and the breeze that blows through your open window. It’s magical.

Over the past few months the Food52 office was redone. It is a gorgeous space and I feel very lucky to come into work every day. The only bummer is about five feet from my desk is the comfiest looking couch known to man. It beckons at me everyday for an afternoon siesta. Sadly, ever day I have to say no. Sorry couch, such sad times.Maybe when I own my own company someday I can give into the desire to close my eyes for twenty minutes (more like an hour, amiright?)

Photo via Homepolish.

5 things I’ve learned since turning 25: Good for you, not for me.

Hi Hart Beat. And a happy end of the week to those of you who are lucky enough to have tomorrow off! Before I sign off for the long weekend, here is the final tidbit I’m going to share in the “5 Things I’ve Learned Since Turning 25” series. I hope you’ve enjoyed it!

5. Good for you, not for me.

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This is one of my favorite sayings, Hart Beat. The original idea behind the saying comes from the book Yes Please by the brilliant unicorn of a woman Amy Poehler. The actual quote from Amy’s book is “‘Good for her! Not for me.’ That is the motto women should constantly repeat over and over again. Good for her! Not for me.” and the context of the quote is actually during Amy’s discussion of motherhood. Now Hart Beat, you and I both know that I am indeed, not a mother, but when I read this quote I sat up and yelled WORLD, TAKE NOTE! Not really but I wanted to..

In today’s world there are so many negative people. “Oh you do it that way? I do it this way and it’s sooooo much better.” Or, “you don’t like this? What is wroooong with you.” It gets to be a little rediculous and I can’t say that sometimes I fall int the same trap. “Good for you, not for me.” works in so many ways. Different things work for different people. You just gotta do you, Hart Beat.

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P.S. Second best piece of advice from Amy’s book? “You have to have sex with your husband occasionally even though you are exhausted. Sorry.” OH AMY YOU GET US LADIES SO GOOD.

P.P.S. Both Marilyn and Sophia know what’s up. That’s why their photos are here.

5 things I’ve learned since turning 25: Retirement, man

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Hi Hart Beat! Here is installment number three in the “5 things I’ve learned since turning 25” series that’s been going on on Hart Beat this week and last. If you haven’t make sure to check out number 1 (face protection is important) and number 2 (high heels are the death of comfort).

3. Retirement savings are like, kind of important now.

A few weeks ago, Food52 did right by their employees and brought in a guest speaker to give us all a talk in personal finances. When I first heard this was going to happen my brain immediately was all RUN AWAY TO THE OTHER ROCKS THAT ARE STILL LEFT TO LIVE UNDER. But then, I remembered that I am now twenty-five and telling myself that I’m investing by buying a sequence vintage dress isn’t going to fly much longer.

The talk that was given to us at work was amazing and long and to be honest I couldn’t summarize everything I learned here if I tried. However, the most important piece of information was pretty easy to take away and it has to do with what I’m sure is not a singular fear, where do I invest my money? If not in that sparkly vintage dress that will most definitely appreciate then where?

Do I buy stocks? And if so, which ones? Do I start an IRA? And if so, what is an IRA? Should I get in on the real estate game? And, you guessed it, if so, who wants to buy me a hunk of land in Alaska? The answer that the speaker gave to us in this talk was this: it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter where you save your money. All that matters is that you are saving any amount of money that you can.

I know this seems really obvious but I don’t think it is, Hart Beat. It’s easy to get sucked up into the whole mentality of spending now and saving later. What I learned (and what I guess is pretty intuitive) is you’ll always be okay if you just spend less than you make. Once you start doing that then the money compounds (I know crazy word) over time. Added to that is that idea that the earlier you start saving the better you are. If you start saving in your 20’s you are much, much, much better than if you start saving in your 30’s.

For someone who doesn’t have an unlimited income (shucks) what I’ve found to be somewhat helpful is a spreadsheet that my bff Samantha helped me pull together. As she so wisely told me, organization will set you free. I’m trying my best to save money, I’m 25 after all…

P.S. When I do retire this is my dream.

Photo by @_alionnamedpedro.