Jenni's Blog

So, I;m in my 8th term, and after quite a bit of schedule issues, I'm finally settled into the end of my second week. Which, brings the reason for my blog.

I haven't written in a very long time and after my Food Writing Class let out an hour early, I felt really foolish to be sitting in my room, so I decided to pop on here and write for a bit.

 Food Writing class seems so full of information. I am so sad to see it ending in November.

 Years ago, on extern, I met the professor of this class, as she was my landlady on extern. Extern, to digress slightly seemed at the time, and, well, still now, a big, horrible, life changing awful mistake...but at the same time, the best mistake of my life. Okay, so extern was miserable and I spent many a day after work crying till I went to bed, but I realized what else was out there. Like food writing, and how many ways I can go about doing it. And, a head start on knowing my food writing professor.

The bud of an idea of food writing came about and it's stuck. It's something I want to do. No 15 hour days of misery in a overworked bakeshop, no agonizing, boring tasks of hundreds of dozens of bagels and tens of dozens of donuts daily. God, extern sucked. I have a letter I've written to them somewhere on my computer I ought to send. They made my life miserable and got wonderful sadistic pleasure from it.

Anyway, before I digress myself into depression, I should continue on. These blogs semi-suck, and I know it. Not the work of a great food writer. It can do with a lot of work and polishing, but these are just little entries now and then, of things I found interesting, good food, travels and the like, nothing too serious, but maybe I ought to. For  the sake of my career I must now take so seriously.

But we'll see, you know? It's not so much food writing I'd like to get into, but food magazines. One where I can do recipe writing, test kitchens, articles, the whole lot. I fantasize about flighting to and from departments, writing, baking, testing, R&D..ing. Oh, in a perfect world. That is my ideal career, if you throw in food and travel. Ideal. What would also be ideal is writing a series of successful cookbooks...for kids and adults. I see myself again, many years from now, at some  sort of book signing,with lots of tiny little cooking and baking fans, asking me how I got started, and what I did and all of that.  I think I would love that. 

I feel like I did when I was little, those cute little years when you want to be eight different things (usual totally unrelated: Teacher, Doctor, Singer, Artist, Fireman, etc) , and parents and adults smile and humor you, saying there was a way to do it all. But I think the things I want to do are all so closely interrelated that I can do it all. Each thing connects to the other. By working at a food magazine (my dream one would be one accessible to all sorts of people) I can build my name and creditability and eventually make it that much easier to write a cookbook.

This is all ideal, of course, but not unrealistic. I try to think of these things often, because it just makes me so warm and fuzzy. I hope this class helps me get that much closer to all of it. I have no idea where I'm going to end up, and it's a bit scary, but I just need to get my act together and start now, and work forward. I just hope it happens.

Sorry for the long entry =)