Saturday, 15 February 2014



Purposely Passionate and Passionately Purposeful

I was chatting with my friend, L.C., the other night just catching up on our week and what our weekend held in store. Being the stellar friend that she is, she threw me a plus one to an upcoming fashion event she'll be attending as a means to contribute to her fashion column in Fashion Studio Magazine. I accepted, of course, because what girl wouldn't want to spend a Thursday evening all fancied up in the heart of Yorkville among designer tuxedo and suit garbed gentlemen? I quickly cleared my Thursday of all other plans, marked it on my calendar and continued on in our conversation.
 Uh huh
That's right
Go on you Canadian heart breaker
mmmhmmm
Getting carried away here


Bring it home, J.T.,( my love)


I need a moment. Clearly my expectations for Thursday are reasonable....

As I was saying, our conversation lead to the two of us concluding that acting on our passions and putting time into cultivating that which we love has resulted in the sweetest circumstances, the most enriching days and sometimes the most necessary distractions from the usual grind.


This is a short and sweet entry, and I don't intend to go all Dr. Phil up in here, but deduce from this what you will. All I'll end with is that I couldn't be happier than I am now after realizing my passions and allowing them to sweeten my days with an extended purpose. If you write, you're a writer; if you paint you're an artist; You may not be any good at it, but if it's what you love doing, it'll be nothing but a positive addition to your day. Just give it a whirl!

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Jessica Ashley Dafoe


Saturday, 8 February 2014



All the world's a stage... Olympians are more than players

The 2014 Winter Olympics have begun, and much like every time the games come around, I'm like an awestruck child seeing Swan Lake for the first time. My heart races,  while I'm perched on the edge of my seat taking in the sheer skill level and tenacity these athletes ooze. Their event is their passion, working toward the podium is their goal, they live and breathe the rush of it all.



Not only do I find my attention drawn to the excitement produced in the free style skiing, snowboarding and nail biting hockey games, but also to how this occasion brings the world together, even though for a short time. The majority of news stories throughout this two week window of time aim to detail victories and national pride, sportsmanship and kindness.

And isn't it fitting that the day of love falls within the 2 week time frame? Yes I'm getting sentimental and perhaps a bit mushy, but to me the Olympics have not purely been about iconic Canadian athletes defeating opponents in their area of specialty, but also about representing Canada as the nation it is; a nation deeply rooted in dignity, consideration, respect, determination and ,of course, well deserved revelry after seemingly insurmountable heights are reached.



I have a strong love for my home and native land. I don't often wear my heart on my sleeve, but in this case, it's out there for the world to see and I couldn't be more proud of my love. I wish all nations luck and health during the 2014 games.



Do it up Canada!

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Saturday, 1 February 2014



A Brave New World

I flash back to 5 months ago... when I had completed my brainstorming and was spending my time leisurely adding to my novel, daily. The time I spent writing was enjoyable and soothing. It was a way to unwind and regroup after a high-energy day spent teaching my nutty, yet adorable, class of grade 4's.(our days almost always include a moment of free style rapping or an impromptu class conga line) I was writing for the pure love of it and not giving a thought as to what the end outcome of this project would be.



 If there was a  day that I was unable to add a paragraph or two, or even a sentence for that matter, to my project, I felt like something was missing from my day. When I had evenings that preoccupied my time with social engagements or other various commitments, I would unleash my creativity at any spare moment I could find. Often times, on jam packed days like these I would wake up at 4:30 am for an early morning cup of Joe and an unfettered writing session. I actually found that I produced my best writing during these early morning hours. There were even times when the subway turned into my makeshift creative space.



I flash forward to the present... ( no this isn't my attempt at breaking into the Sci-Fi genre ) and am suddenly, after signing on with a publishing house, finding myself way outside of what I would qualify as my personal comfort zone. An individual who is so go-with-the-flow and who edges casually away from any discussions regarding business, marketing, design and the bottom line, really should not be asked to make decisions in regards to each and every one of these listed categories. I have, however put on my big girl panties this week, taken the bull by the horns and stepped in to make sure that my gleaming creation gets the treatment she deserves.

 I've negotiated my way into the sales outlets I've had my eye on. I've discussed my priorities when it comes to marketing and marketability of my Bitter Sweetheart with the publishing house's marketing team. I've outlined my design criteria for cover, back and inside pages with the assigned design team. I've brushed up on my understanding of seller's insurance and copyright laws. I've begun setting the plans in place for the charity book launch event I will host, which will benefit the Because I am a Girl initiative.



I don't know who the hell I've become, but I like it and wouldn't have it any other way.



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Jessica Ashley Dafoe





Friday, 24 January 2014



Separation Anxiety

Well I've gone and done it! I've handed my novel over to be edited and I must say that it's producing a touch of anxiety in me. So much so, that I'm a bit stifled in the moment. I just want her back in one piece, to not be picked a part and rebuilt with only a hint of her original charm. It's merely a waiting game now.  But I remember that it is important to not rush things; anything worth having is worth waiting for.  I swear I'm still referring to my novel...


So while I'm anxiously stewing over which sections of the novel will remain intact, and which may be gone with the wind, I've skimmed through it lovingly, and have selected a few of the many meaningful quotes which, sadly, may be no more. I selected 21 as a representation of my age... OK , plus a few ;) They are listed in no particular order.

1. It being my first day at a new job, I quickly decide to put the inner office attempt at romance on the back burner until at least the second day. 

2. He dragged me out of the water as if I were a beached seal, bandaged my head (not the look I was going for), and determined I had a mild concussion. Then he suggested I see a doctor and went on his way.  It’s the story of my life. The hot ones always leave me with wounds and scurry off.

3. When I’m with Nina, I constantly feel in awe and almost jealous of the manner in which she cheerfully frolics through life. When I’m with Angelica, aside from wanting to take a pair of scissors and chop off her perfectly maintained honey blonde hair... well no, I guess that's about it.

4. Here I go, through the motions of making myself feel better about what is clearly rejection in its rawest form. Girl attempts to get guy’s attention, girl gives herself a hickey burn in the process, guy gives disdainful look and avoids girl at all costs. Cut and dried, no question, the definition of rejection.



5. What in the hell just happened here? I was ready to let Randall take me in his arms and he has a bloody fiancée? What a day, what a day.  All I need is a couple dozen cats and to take up needle point now I suppose.

6. Pay increase or not, just the thought of getting compensated to give up my dreams on a daily basis makes my stomach turn, and anxiety take over. 

7. “It is always the case that the toughest roads bring the greatest rewards and if talent is there, and was there, turning away from your passion to head down the easy and dependable route is actually quite defeating, now isn’t it? You completely despise your career, don’t you? If you despise your career, something must be done. Your mind has got to live and breathe fashion if you are going to make the transition to the fashion industry. There can be no fall back career. IF you have a fall back career then that leads you to be lack lustre and on the fence within the fashion world. No editor wants to review a designer who simply designs on the side. Fashion and design MUST be your focus and your entire life in order to be respected and reputable".-Victoria Lewis


8. “Dr. Richardson, I hope I didn’t wake you. I’m just calling for a quick bit of advice. I was hoping to get in to see you before I leave to Paris today, but the week flew by so quickly and now here I am as agitated and worry filled as ever.”
“Darling, what about? Is it still about holding men’s attention? You know that only comes with practice and what a perfect place Paris is to do just that. Oh I am so envious of you, love; all the ruggedly handsome men with their euro-fit pants. They’ll be reciting love poetry to you in no time my dear!”-Dr. Lola Richardson 


9. Finally an airport attendant joins in and he unjams the luggage piece. I fall flat on my back once again,  with the suitcase flat on top of me. Replace this suitcase with that airport attendant and I’d be in heaven.

10. I turn from the doorway and hear a rustling behind the bar then a pop sound. At the same moment I see a cork come flying across the suite, ricocheting off the far wall. Nina pops up holding a bottle of, what appears to be, extremely expensive champagne and my immediate thought is " And so it begins!"

11. As I enter Café Lateral on this majestic Parisian morning I can’t help but notice its proximity to L’Arc de Triomph and I resonate on the irony of my current situation and what that monument represents.

12. However, the longer I stare, the more I become transfixed and comfortably lost in the moment, unaware of all that surrounds me, in time and space; unaware of the comings and goings in this little café; simply captivated and held prisoner willingly by this feeling and this perfect being who has somehow wandered into my Parisian morning espresso time. His eyes emanate a warmth and comfort that I have never before felt at this capacity.

13. This time the scene had far greater meaning and inspiration in it. La Seine, a winding body of  flowing water making its way through the bustling city, although simply a river, became much more than that to me in the moment. If that river could talk, it would divulge stories as old as the earth upon which it flowed; tales of love, and achievement and those of war and bloodshed. The streets were rich in this history and La Seine had, and will continue to have, a front row seat for it all. We continue to transfix ourselves in the gurgling movement of the water for a moment then I nudge Nina to join me on the continued journey back to the pinnacle of the Parisian skyline.


14. The remainder of the afternoon takes the two of us touring beauties to La Louvre where we stand speechless in front of the being of restraint herself; the infamous Mona Lisa whose stoic and ambiguous expression seems to be the very portrait of enigmatic mystery. There is something about the eyes and the subtle smirk that tells me she was a lovely, misunderstood, vivacious woman.

15. "Portia, fashion, it is like making love. Each season is like a new lover with whom a glorious connection is made. As each piece is unveiled it is like a caressing of the senses, awakening them once again like an erotic touch. Great, true fashion and styling must create this feeling within, keep you wanting more. It must be insatiable like a lover’s first kiss on the cheek and promote yearning to feel more and to go further into the creations of the designer." Josee Parent

16.The memory until now has been more like a haunting reminder of a love lost, but in this time and place, I let it overtake me in the most blissful way;
 


17. "Portia Delaney, you are the reason that this flower in full blossom has found her way into my once romantically barren life.  By becoming a road block to me and my bicycle, thereby flipping me onto the hood of a nearby car where I lay with a fractured leg, you somehow paved the way to true love. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."- Leonard Scott

18. "Darling first of all, never regret the experience of taking on a lover for a short time, because although you may feel sad and destitute now, at one precise moment he was exactly who and what you needed." -Dr. Lola Richardson

19. She steps in and puts her teal colored pump on my chest to keep me down on the ground.
I’m not helpless; I’m not dirt; I’m not the groveling nobody she just transformed me into! She won’t win like she’s planned! Not like this!

20. The serene setting is unfortunately juxtaposed against the storm of emotions torridly ripping through my body. I remind myself to breathe, pay the cab driver and walk on as if I’m walking the plank.



21. I decide to keep the recent events to myself and carry on in my determination to use success as my weapon of choice.

The publishing journey has only just begun and even still I, much like Portia through a large portion of the novel, am a restless ball of nerves in the best possible way.

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Saturday, 18 January 2014



Food for Thought

As I said in previous posts, I'm currently reading through my completed novel and determining how it flows as a whole. After spending an entire year on a project like this, it is interesting to see how the events and experiences occurring in my own life over this duration have shaped the tone and mood of the novel itself.

Food is a major part of who I am. No I'm not Betty Crocker in the kitchen, but I am driven by my foodie tendencies. My teaching examples almost always involve food to simplify concepts and for understanding. My current grade 4 class calls me out on it every time I select sushi rolls, Kit Kat bars or pizza as a means to teach them fractions and measurement. If I am aware that I will be indulging in Asian cuisine in the evening, my mind fixates continuously on this for the entirety of the day. I know I'm not the only one out there with this mind-set. Come on, support me in this...




Upon reading my novel, I am entertained by how I've written Portia's palate pleasing selections as an extension of my own. This was completely unintentional and the majority of Portia's character is far removed from my own tendencies in terms of interaction and behaviour. It seems as though, when it comes to food, my own likes and dislikes found their way in relentlessly.

In the beginning portion of the novel, Portia is down-trodden and a bit blue. She indulges in my go to snack when events have got me down, the Italian delight, pizza-pie! Pizza of any kind has this natural ability to comfort and awaken the obstinate senses that tend to shut off in times of distress. It's a favorite of people young and old for a reason. Margarita, Hawaiian, Meat Lovers, cheese and pepperoni, goat cheese with roasted vegetable... what's not to love! Damn now I want to order a pie..



As Portia's motivation and inspiration kick in and she begins to push her boundaries, her taste buds follow. Her selections become much more international going from Indian curry chicken to Parmasan veal schnitzel, to pho and tempura sushi back to delectable home made desserts then to butternut squash soup, sprinkled with nutmeg followed by baked salmon, smothered with a honey-dijon sauce and paired with a lovely Pinot Gris. ***sigh*** My mouth is actually watering and I think I may need to make a sushi, curry chicken run on top of ordering that pie.

And then there is chocolate, which should be in a food group all its own...It's a big part of my life and finds its way into the day-to-day of Ms. Delaney.





Needless to say, the girl enjoys her food, as do I. Don't even get me started on the drinks! Cosmos, Manhattan's, Merlot, double shot espresso etc... my taste buds, so incessant, are responsible for the culinary focus of Portia's journey. Bon appetit! Bottoms up! "There is no sincerer love than the love of food." -George Bernard Shaw





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Jessica Ashley Dafoe






Monday, 13 January 2014



Real Reverie

 I was listening to the radio on my way to work this morning and the first thing I heard Roz and Mocha talking about on my favourite morning show was the no pants subway ride that happened  yesterday. I thought to myself, "Hmmm, no pants on the subway? That's different." Then they continued to explain that the hoards of pantless participants were baring almost all for a celebration of silliness that has found its way to numerous metropolises annually for 13 years now and I thought "Now that is awesomely different!" I am a silly sort and a different sort so it is music to my ears that silliness is celebrated annually. As Coco said "To be irreplaceable one must always be different". I'm unsure as to how the elegant Ms. Chanel would react to the pantless commuter trend on the catwalk, however. I can see her now grasping at her pearls and gasping in pure disdain at the sight. It would certainly be a "different" and dare I say "irreplaceable" one.


I am sure that when Coco uttered those words her hopes were for individuals to strive to better themselves in order to in turn be respected and accepted. Being so at ease with yourself that you are perfectly confident enough to allow the free spirit within to be expressed by way of humour and fun whether it be by partaking in a pantless subway ride or giving it all you've got at a karaoke bar, from my viewpoint, is a manner of bettering oneself as well. It's so unquestionably necessary to enjoy the frivolities in life. Learning to laugh more and make light of situations that should not cause us the stress that we may sometimes allow, will only result in a better life. 



I struggled with the decision as to whether or not I would write my novel in a serious voice or to involve my natural tendency to be lighthearted and humorous in my writing. I figured why fight off and lock away what is innate within? There were moments when I was tempted to add somewhat inappropriate language or actions as it seemed fitting for a specific character. I always thought twice, mainly "What will my parents think when they read this?"

 Well the discussion came up not long ago with my parents when I was discussing the editing process. My parents quite obviously asked to read my novel as soon as possible and I replied, "Well you can, but I just want you both to know that there may be some circumstances and some words that you find highly inappropriate..but..." Dad stopped me by replying, "Jess, nothing you could write would or could ever shock or surprise me. We're proud of every word." Suddenly a weight was lifted, allowing me to purely and truly write and edit without restraint. How could I have ever had a worry in the world on the subject when the very two who I was most nervous about offending with my silliness are the king and queen of silly themselves and the ones I inherited my nuttiness from?



I suppose this is all to say that staying true to who you are makes you irreplaceable and the best at whatever it is you choose to be or do. Dreams are made real when we throw away our tendencies to fit some restrictive societal mold or to please others.



Break the mold and simply be.


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Jessica Ashely

Saturday, 4 January 2014



"Nobody puts Baby in a corner"

So the time has arrived to begin a new chapter. No, not a new chapter in my novel, but in the novel writing process. The transition from pouring my heart out in hopes of creating a plot and developing characters that will be engaging and identifiable to readers, to that of perfecting, polishing and printing the said creation (Ie. primping, no not pimping, primping it for the party, so to speak) is underway.




Over the years I have heard novelists and writers of lengthy pieces describe the process of creating these as" a labour of love".  I now know what it is they were referring to. Although a fictional novel, the characters that are introduced and events that unfold, throughout my work, are a part of me. Writing is not just a hobby or a way to spend time, it's a passion and a love of mine. The product of that love is like my baby. Don't worry mamas! I don't intend to imply that writing a novel involves nearly the pain, hormone induced emotions, nor the resulting miracle. I simply view my novel as a part of me that I wish to be presented in the best way possible.

So this means taking the steps to get it to its absolute best! I, therefore, now embark on the exciting journey of completing the first edit. Yes, I've been editing all along, but I've begun an intensive read-through and am nearing the half way point. I suppose it is a good sign that I am just as engaged to read on as I would be had I known nothing as to what is to happen next. I was reading a chapter at a coffee shop yesterday that I had completely forgotten about, and on numerous occasions I found myself laughing hysterically while other patrons gave me sideways glances. I sense this is also a good sign. On the other hand, it could very well mean I'm simply sleep deprived and a bit nutty. In due time you all can be the judge of that.




The toughest portion of the process lies ahead, wherein I must hand over my "baby" to the experienced editor I have selected. This will no doubt involve some harsh criticism and suggestions for omissions of certain sections. This will be heartbreaking for me and downright torturous. It may sound silly to some and you may be thinking, "Hell, they're only words and if the editor's a professional then it's for the best!" It's just that when you have a vision and a plan and you've seen it through only to have a portion of what was produced eliminated as if it had no purpose, it gives a sense of incompleteness. It's all in the process.

From there, the cover art, dedications (perhaps you will make this page!) and biography will be produced. My baby will finally be born and primped, ready for publishing and ebook conversion. She'll be presented at my novel launch party where guests will receive a free copy with a donation of any amount to the Because I am a Girl initiative. Details for the event to follow!



I intend to continue this blog page to share more about the adventures of publishing. I will also begin branching off and writing articles based on numerous and various topics that interest me in the moment.



Please follow the links below to learn more about the Because I am a Girl cause initiated by Plan International:
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http://plan-international.org/

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