For this winter-loving True Son of the Arctic, Thanksgiving is to me what Easter is to others: a seasonal rebirth, and an occasion heralding better times ahead. And that's not to say that this year hasn't been incredible—but as always, I've got ideas in my head and plans on the horizon. But I'd be remiss to neglect an opportunity to pause and reflect on the things this year that have brought me so much blessing:
Mom & Dad: I had the world by the throat when I graduated college, and ever since have been on a steady decline of what "traditional" success looks like—but I couldn't be happier, and my parents have been 100% supportive of every move I've made in the last five years. When I moved home to Alaska for a few months to build Sparkpunk, they welcomed the idea. When they inquired about a trip to Hawaii, I contacted the tourism board at the Big Island and turned it into Sparkpunk's first press trip (I even got Dad in on a zipline adventure). And when I was awarded the Galápagos scholarship from Adventure Center and MatadorU, they celebrated the loudest. I'm incredibly thankful for my parents, and I love them dearly.
New Opportunities: Launching Sparkpunk in April has already landed me gobs of new work and connected me to incredible people and programs around the world. As I mentioned previously, visits to Hawaii, Ecuador, and the Galápagos Islands were all press-oriented, so now when people ask what I do for a living, travel writer isn't the answer I have to convince myself of. And recently, I locked down Amazon as my biggest client—and I couldn't be more excited. Here's a look at my current résumé: Travel Writer, Book Designer/Typesetter, Puzzle Maker, & Flight Hacker. Definitely an eclectic mix, but I'm having a blast.
Miscellaneous: Public transportation, tree houses, Wacom tablets, having renter's insurance, xkcd's new What If? section, Surfer Josh & the Clubhouse, the Five Musketeers, 5-minute breaks for Outwitters, the French Press staff, and my membership to SB's finest hipster wine club.