(1) Home. | (2) Being brought to tears each time I pull into my garage because I can’t believe I own a house. | (3) The feel of my home’s hardwood floors beneath my bare feet. | (4) Long walks in my neighborhood. | (5) Living dangerously close to Yogurt Mountain. | (6) Feminist comic books. | (7) Reading before bed. | (8) Learning that my favorite summer read — The Girl on the Train — is being adapted into a movie. | (9) Blogging like crazy. | (10) My Day Designer planner. | (11) My new business coach (who has quickly become my life coach, too). | (12) Basking in the beautiful dreams of my coaching clients. | (13) Seeing my tribe rise. | (14) Striving to be the author of my own life and pushing other women to do the same. | (15) Watching TV shows about superheroes and working to be a superhero of my own. | (16) Crying through new episodes of Being Mary Jane. | (17) Squealing through new episodes of How to Get Away with Murder. | (18) My new Instagram account. | (19) Trying to dress like a fashion blogger even though I’m not one. | (20) Compliments on my Essie nail color. | (21) Overhearing my students say “Bowser is Beyonce.” | (22) Being confident enough to take that compliment with grace.| (23) Dancing in the dark. | (24) “Woman” by Joy Williams. (This song is my mantra, my anthem, and, for feminist like me, a modern-day hymn.) | (25) Mattieologie. | (26) Believing in Black Girl Magic. | (27) Believing in HER. | (28) Believing in HIM. | (29) Believing in You. | (30) Believing in Me.
I woke up Monday morning determined to get in a 2-mile run before the end of the day. Rainy days and a busy schedule had kept me from pounding the pavement for a few days and I’m trying to get back into the groove of running so I can register for a few big races next year.
The elements were against me. Thanks to the end of Daylight Savings Time I knew it’d be pitch black before 6 p.m. and because of a little run-in a sports car had with my rear end back in 2008, I’m terrified of running at night. But I left work on time (I’m a teacher and can technically leave at 3:06 p.m. but rarely ever do) and made it home and changed into my running gear before 4 p.m.
But there was another problem. Those same clouds that had been raining on my parade for the past few days were threatening to do so again. I considered putting on one of my favorite fitness DVDs and giving up on my run but something inside rebelled against that idea.
The See Jane Write Member of the Month for November is author and blogger Stephanie Naman.
By day, Stephanie is the VP/Creative Director at the advertising agency Luckie & Company, where she works with big-name clients like Regions Bank, Little Debbie, and Alabama Power. By night, she’s the author behind the mother-daughter mysteries Murder on the First Day of Christmas and Murder in a Two-Seater.
And recently Stephanie launched a new blog — Auntie Venom, a website for teen girls aimed at “taking the sting out of growing up.”
I am tempted to try to write something to show you that Stephane is one of the smartest and funniest women writers that I know. But I think letting her speak for herself will get the job done.
As a non-fiction writer with lots of fiction writer friends, November can be a lonely month for me. Most of my friends are locked away in their home offices or metaphorically chained to a table at their favorite coffee shop working on novels for National Novel Writing Month. So a few years ago I decided to start #bloglikecrazy – a challenge for myself and other bloggers to publish 30 original posts in 30 days in the month of November.