J.L. Jensen

Writer

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[briannavore]

"It must be hard. Not being able to do what you're meant for. I imagine it's something like heartache. Like being torn from someone you love."

Leila, The Savior's Champion by @jennamoreci

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B E A U T I F U L

[itsjayjensen]

Why I took a break...

Hello loyal followers, if I still have any that read my posts. I have been gone on and off for about a year now, and my main reason is I was just getting weighed down by the weight of depression, anxiety and just all around everyday life. I haven’t looked at any of my writing in a few months, and quite honestly I’m kind of scared to. 

It wasn’t my intention to let the break go on as long as it did, my goal was a month max and then I would get back into it, but then every time I even thought about picking up my laptop, for some reason I just couldn’t.

Then I moved into my own place and I’m struggling with the financial burdens of living alone, and I’m trying real hard to finally get back into it. Looking back at my old writing will be tough, but now I am going to force myself to write at least a little bit every (or nearly every) day. 

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gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering “is there anybody out there” and hoping and guessing and imagining

because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe

and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us– we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them

and then

we built robots?

and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image

and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone

but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?

the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.

and they told us to tell you hello.

[swanjolras-blog-archive-deactiv]

this is far and away the most popular post i ever made on tumblr. people have asked me if they could illustrate it, people have asked me if they could turn it into a novella, people just messaged me to say it made them cry. that means more to me than i can say.

you probably heard that the mars opportunity rover died today. 

it was hard news to hear. i cried at my desk at work. it doesn’t make it easier that it was only supposed to run for 90 days at all; it doesn’t make it easier that it lived 14 years longer than it expected to. it lived a full life. it lived a very good life. it was the first set of eyes on miles and miles of mars. it was an explorer, it was tough, it was very, very brave. and none of that makes it easier, none of that makes it okay that it is not going to sing happy birthday to itself again.

about a year ago, my childhood cat died. i loved her more than anything. i don’t live near my family any more, and i wasn’t there for it, but my parents were, and they held her while her body gave out, and they say she knew she was with them, she knew she was loved.

i know opportunity was a computer inside a movable body, and not a person, or even an animal. still, i wish it had had people to hold it. i wish it had been with the people who cared for it. it seems very hard to me, to die so far from home.

but i think - to the extent to which we can say computers “know” things, which i think is a great deal; i think knowing is most of what computers do; i think if they have a consciousness, knowledge must be nearly all of it-

i think opportunity knew it was loved. 

every couple of months i dream that i’ve gone home and my cat’s there. even now, even though my grieving is over and done with, i visit her in my dreams, and i hold her, and every time, she purrs. she missed me. she’s so happy to be with me again.

that’s a very human thing, dreaming of what we’ve loved. what we’ve lost. dreaming things that outlast death. like robots, and singing.

[itsjayjensen]

Oh lord it’s been too long

I’ve been kind of MIA for a few months now, for a multitude of reasons. Long story short, I lost myself.

I lost my reason behind writing, reading, everything. I saw no purpose in any of it, and got too caught up trying to please someone else instead of focusing on what made me happy.

But I’m back, and I will be better than ever. Mark my words!

[riceisholy]

[hyperchlorite-deactivated201811]

Big ADHD mood

[scottandhiskind]

Big anxiety/depression mood as well

[espressogal]

once you stop fantasizing about that ideal version of yourself and start working towards becoming that person by setting your alarm clock earlier and actually going to the gym and actually volunteering at places and actually eating healthier and not procrastinating and working just a little bit harder you’ll realize that it was so easy all along. becoming your ideal self will only ever exist in your mind until you make the decision to work towards becoming that person. get up!! get going!! it’s now or never!! there is no light at the end of the tunnel!! get that flashlight and pave your own path bitch bc no one else is going to do it for u!!

[fakehistory]

BATMAN MURDERED by jokers sick kick flip skills(2008)

[very-serious-writing-blog]

Which OC would do anything for their sibling?

[writing-in-the-grave]

Your last chapter will be better than your first chapter. You’ve improved since writing it.

[goldenkid]

villains who could have been protagonists in different circumstances? I live for that shit

[gingerly-writing]

potential counterpoint: protagonists who could have been villains in different circumstances? I live for that shit too

[fakehistory]

Gettysburg Address (11/19/1863)

[itsjayjensen]

Oh lord it’s been forever since I’ve been on here (WIP update)

In my defense, I’ve been working constantly, either at my job or on my WIP’s.

I’m currently working on 3 full length stories as well as a handful of short stories, so naturally my plate is a little bit full. BUT I am making progress, so that’s all that matters to me. So far I have...

Infection: Working on the third draft, 34,397 words

Infection 1.5: I had outlined a little bit, but then scrapped all of it when I got some new ideas, so I’m basically at square one with it

Untitled: I have three full chapters outlined. I thought I could pants it, but naturally it didn’t work out too well, so I had to scrap what I had and start outlining it. 

[funnypicsdept]

[elusivemellifluence]

[Image description: photo of a sign. It reads “If life shuts a door, open it again. It’s a door. That’s how they work.”]

[glumshoe]

It’d really suck if I got ice or water-themed superpowers. I’d have to wear blue and white and gray instead of the reds and oranges I prefer.

[semoka]

wear the reds and oranges and pull an iceland/greenland on em

[glumshoe]

“I have cornered you in this aquarium, where your fire powers are useless!”

“Fire powers? Dude, I’m an ice hero. I freeze shit and manipulate water. Also, I love aquariums. Thanks for the free entry!”

“But… you’re dressed like Guy Fieri…?”

“Yeah haha. I have an autumnal complexion.”

[derpomatic]

Also, no superhero should have a name that gives away the power set. Misdirection - “Get him, Lasereye!” “Haha, my mirror will deflect your, wait, why are you made of stone now?”

[spookyghostiesandthings]

They call him laser eye because he once blinded himself with a laser pointer and it was the funniest shit they’d ever seen

[itsjayjensen]

Had the absolute pleasure of meeting David Joy. I just love the fact that there's an author that actually writes about the area around where I live and can get it accurate