Magic City, Heart of Dixie, Dirty South, U.S.A.

Last week, Birmingham magazine won the national City and Regional Magazine Award for redesign.

I cried.

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It was the culmination of several years’ of hard work and changes. I’ve been at Birmingham magazine for six-and-a-half years now, and two years prior to joining the staff, I spent four months as an editorial intern. I have a lot vested in this publication, and so the recognition was incredibly meaningful to me.

I was part of the team involved in the redesign, but perhaps more importantly, I’ve been with the magazine through several years of significant changes. We’ve seen several changes in ownership; in the magazine’s 48th year, the Birmingham Regional Chamber of Commerce merged with the Metropolitan Development Board to form the Birmingham Business Alliance. One month prior to the magazine’s 50th anniversary, Birmingham magazine was purchased by the Birmingham News Multimedia Co. Last summer, that company became part of the newly formed Alabama Media Group. Like any company, we’ve also seen a variety of staffing changes through the years. Many of these changes have been positive, but all change comes with a learning curve. So I was particularly thrilled to see our work recognized at the national level.

What surprised me was the way others reacted. When a colleague posted the photo above on the magazine’s Facebook page, it quickly received 150-plus “likes” by our followers. When I posted another image on my Facebook timeline, more than 100 of my friends hit the like button. The ad agency with which we partnered shared it on their timeline, and nearly 50 people liked it. Everywhere I went last week, I received congratulations: from readers, from friends, from family, from contributors.

It reminded me of why my work matters, and why I’m so passionate about it. I fell in love with writing as an elementary-school student. I didn’t turn to it as a career for the same noble reasons that attract so many others; I wanted to be a writer because I like writing, and because I like seeing my work in print.

But during the course of my years in the field, I’ve also realized what value there is in sharing stories with the community you serve. That first hit home for me when I was at the Tuscaloosa News, writing about a young girl with a brain tumor. After another child saw my story, she decided her lemonade stand should raise money for the sick child. That day, she raised more than $1,000.

The way I perceive the communities I serve has changed, as well. While working as a reporter in Tuscaloosa, I grew to love the city more than I had as a student. Reporting means I get to know the people who shape a community while listening to the community’s concerns. That has remained true as I went on to work in Cullman and, for the past seven years, in Birmingham.

The conference that was capped by this awards ceremony encouraged me and provided more insight into how to create a magazine that tells my city’s stories. And my city’s response to the award reiterated that people care about those stories. I’m so fortunate to call this my life’s work.

The subject line comes from Lee Bains III & The Glory Fires’ “Magic City Stomp.” I woke up this morning with their music in my head, and it’s awfully appropriate: The band members are from Alabama, and Bains currently lives in Atlanta, where we received this award.

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2013 concerts

  1. Alabama Symphony Orchestra performs Haydn’s Symphony No. 88, Tchaikovsky’s Piano Concerto No. 1 and Shostakovich’s Symphony No. 9, Alys Stephens Center, Feb. 2
  2. Members of Amici perform selections at Art and Arias, Birmingham Museum of Art, March 8
  3. Birmingham Opera performs “The Magic Flute,” Samford University’s Wright Center, March 15
  4. Over the Rhine, WorkPlay, April 6
  5. Theaster Gates, “‘Tis So Sweet or I Need Sugar Lawd,” Birmingham Museum of Art, April 25
  6. Brahms: A German Requiem performed by the Alabama Symphony Orchestra, Alys Stephens Center, April 26

 

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I am strong, I am invincible

I got hung up on the “Blog Like Crazy” challenge when I hit the prompt “Why Do You Love Being a Woman?” Javacia Harris Bowser, founder of See Jane Write and creator of this challenge, wrote, “That’s a simple question, but one that most likely has a complicated answer. So let’s write a blog post about it. Special thanks to Evette Dionne for this idea. Check out her post on a similar question: http://evettedionne.com/2012/11/15/appreciatewomanhood.”

A few weeks ago, my buddy Alex and I left the office for one of our regular trips to my favorite coffee shop when the differences between men and women came up in conversation. I don’t remember what prompted that, but Alex and I quickly agreed that men and women are different, are naturally inclined to be strong in different areas than one another (although there are certainly exceptions) and we think that’s OK.

In the year-plus that I’ve regularly practiced yoga, I’ve been amazed to discover my own strength. Men tend to be better built for physical strength, but I’ve built up my capacity through an awful lot of chatarungas, down dogs and crows. As I’ve done so, I’ve been reminded of my emotional and mental strength.

At the same time, I embrace many “traditional female roles.” I happen to enjoy cooking very much. My boyfriend rarely cooks. I love bringing food over to his house because I enjoy preparing it, and I enjoy sharing it. Though there was a time when I was cautioned against that, I’ve embraced being who I am, and cooking for others is part of that.

I love that being a woman doesn’t mean one specific thing or another. I love that I was born into a country where women have the right to vote. I love that I’m in a country where women have the same rights as men. I love that women are each unique. I love that I have the freedom to be me.

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You can live it up, live it up all over town

I posted this on Facebook earlier today, but I thought it merited repeating.

Libraries and E-Lending: The ‘Wild West’ of Digital Licensing?

I’m newly interested in ebooks, but this story stood out to me for another important reason: Earlier this week, a friend emailed after listening to this piece and expressed her concern about the future of libraries. Could libraries become ebook services more than physical locations? What would that mean for literacy? She asked for recommendations on how she can support our local libraries, and I suggested joining Friends groups (I’m a friend of Birmingham Public Library and Emmet O’Neal Library), volunteering, serving on library boards (I’m on BPL’s YP board) and donating. I’m honored to serve my local libraries in these capacities, and I hope that you, too, will read and support whatever matters most to you.

Today’s subject line comes from Escape Club’s “Wild Wild West.” Because why not?

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So who are you now when you are alone?

I live one mile from the hospital where I was born, but nearly 500 miles from the city where I was raised. My parents, siblings and I moved to Jacksonville, Fla., in 1988, leaving behind the city where my parents grew up. When we got to Florida and didn’t have a palm tree in our yard, I was certain it meant we should turn around and head back to Alabama.

It took 15 years, but I returned to Alabama in 2003. And in the nearly decade since, I’ve found that my family history is still all over this city. I’ve had Vulcan Park and Museum on the mind a lot lately, and whenever I think of that most visible landmark, I think of my namesake. When my Pepaw, Carl Eugene Vann, died, the family asked that in lieu of flowers, donations be made to either Vulcan or TEARS Animal Rescue. (Pepaw would love my cat Mac, and I’m sure she would be obsessed with him as well. He always had a way with animals.)

When Birmingham magazine ran its annual cutest pet contest last summer, one of the staff favorites was a litter of kittens from a momma cat who was rescued at South Highland Presbyterian Church. It wasn’t a surprise when I realized the owner of those cats knew my Uncle Joe, who was there the night momma was found.

One of my best buddies at work is a fellow animal lover who has known my Aunt Laura for about as long as I’ve been alive. Joey and Veronica Kennedy have long ties to Birmingham magazine and my family, and I feel like they’ve become extended family. (They’re also particularly adept at adopting people.)

This summer, a friend of the Kennedys and mine realized that my Pepaw’s brother, who we call Uncle Andy, is her Papaw’s best friend. When she asked her Papaw if he knew Andy’s brother Carl, his response was, “You mean Sorghum?” If he knew my Pepaw’s nickname, then I’m betting he knew Pepaw fairly well.

Although I haven’t yet lured my parents or siblings back to Birmingham, this city is where the roots of my family tree are concentrated. I can’t put my finger on what makes Birmingham my home, but perhaps it’s just that my DNA is tied up in this town.

This #bloglikecrazy topic was to write about family. With the holidays upon us, it’s often on our minds, and I’m glad I got to see my parents and brother over Thanksgiving. Today’s subject line is from the Sandra McCracken song “Family Name.” 

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There’s only four seasons, and this one’s almost gone

I’m still gradually playing along with #bloglikecrazy, a daily blogging effort from Javacia of the Writeous Babe Project and local women’s writing group See Jane Write. The prompts Javacia offered were intended for November, but I started late and have been quick to take a day (or more!) off from writing when I’ve needed breathing room or the extra space in my schedule. The next prompt is “bloggers night out,” which asks me to write about an event happening in my town.

And there’s the challenge. Even in a month more overrun with holiday parties than anything, there’s tons happening in the ‘ham. Every Thursday around 9 a.m., I go on Birmingham Mountain Radio to share the weekend’s agenda with listeners. And nearly every week, I remind listeners that if they’re bored, they’re not paying attention.

One of the holiday parties I’m invited to this weekend is that of Hops 4 Honeys, a women’s beer club. I tell people that it’s a bit like a book club, except the discussion revolves around beer. And the women who are part of this club are an awful lot of fun and great conversationalists. (Learn more by emailing hops4honeys@gmail.com or requesting to join the group on Facebook.)

I’m also excited about next weekend, when Jeffrey Bützer and T.T. Mahony perform Vince Guraldi’s “A Charlie Brown Christmas” at Bottletree. I finally bought the soundtrack to this Christmas classic earlier this month, and it has been such a soothing soundtrack to my trips around town. Tickets are $10, and if you stick around after the show, you can join in the Friday On My Mind dance party.

I’m also craving a trip to an Alabama Symphony Orchestra performance. Prior to this year, I had only attended ASO special events, whether those were its Symphony at 7 series (designed to attract younger listeners who aren’t regular symphony goers) or partnerships with groups such as Black Jacket Symphony. But this fall I attended the symphony’s performance of Tchaikovsky’s Symphony No. 5, and I fell in love with the music. Classical music is one of those things I enjoy when I encounter it, but it has never been something I’ve been well versed in. I’m eager to learn more, and the remainder of this month offers a few options: “Handel’s Messiah” this weekend, and “New Year’s Eve: A Viennese Celebration” on Dec. 31. And of course, 2013 is packed with options.

Those are a few upcoming events that are exciting me. What’s on your calendar?

Today’s title comes from Joe Purdy’s “Come Back Down.” 

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Ain’t that the song we’d sing in the car, drivin’ downtown

Reading: Tonight I read “King of the South,” an article about sports talk radio host Paul Finebaum, in the current issue of the New Yorker. I interviewed Paul in 2007, and I was admittedly starstruck. The man controls the blood pressure of half the people in this state! I was tickled when, later that week, a friend called and asked if I had talked to Paul Finebaum recently. Apparently he referenced a conversation we had while on the air, and my friend thought it sounded like something I would say. (I would like to add “paraphrased on the Paul Finebaum Radio Network” to my resume, along with my 2004 College Football Pick ‘Em victory, if I only had more space.)

This morning, I read “4:52 on Christmas Morning,” a New York magazine story about a house fire that killed five people last year. It was a horrifying story, but well written and reported.

Next up, I’m reading “The Invention of Hugo Cabret” by Brian Selznick in advance of a bookish gathering I’m hosting next week. I’m tempted to try and read “The Hobbit” before the movie is released (and my book club goes to see it for our December meeting). I’ve never read any Tolkein. But considering the number of library books on my floor, I think that one may have to wait.

Listening: I picked up “A Charlie Brown Christmas” soundtrack by Vince Guaraldi Trio at Rite Aid this weekend, so I’ve been driving around town with some very pleasant tunes. I’m excited about this show at Bottletree in two weeks, when Jeffrey Bützer and T.T. Mahony will perform the album in its entirety.

Smelling: OK, weird category, I know. But tonight I took a bath with Aveda Stress-Fix bath salts, and it was awesome.

Watching: I’m on a “New Girl” kick. Zooey Deschanel’s character is irresistibly likable, and I want her entire wardrobe. Except the maroon-and-pink striped sweater she wore on an episode a few weeks ago. I already have that.

Making me happy: Being surrounded by people who I care about, work I find satisfying (and coworkers I care about!),  my cat, piles of books, the holiday season, coffee, a board-game night, life.

And this video.

Today’s subject line is from Rascal Flatts’ “These Days.” Sorry. It’s stuck in my head now. The 16th #bloglikecrazy prompt was to share what you’re into currently. 

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