Welcome back, everyone! We hope the month of March was kind to you! Today we’d like to introduce our Art and Design editor, Haley Leon. Haley is a junior at Lewis University majoring in Aviation Administration, with a minor in Dispatch and a Technical Writing Non-degree Certificate. While her main goal is to become a future pilot, she wants to pursue a writing career when she is not soaring in the clouds. Haley enjoys writing short stories, listening to music from other cultures, exploring new cultures, and learning new languages. She hopes to use her newfound knowledge in her future works and in her career as she plans to travel the world. Some of her favorite writers include Mindy McGinnis, Langston Hughes, and Victoria Aveyard.
Who are you and what is your role in the Jet Fuel Review?
Hello! My name is Haley and I am the Art & Design Editor here in Jet Fuel Review.
If you could “re-make” a poorly written movie that was based on a book, what movie would it be?
I would, without hesitation, re-make the Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief movie. As a movie alone, it’s great to watch, but it is 90% off from the book, and the book is already wonderfully written so I do not understand why it is so different.
What piece of literature can you reread over and over again?
One piece of literature I can reread over and over again is “The Female of the Species” by Mindy McGinnis.
Give us a quote from your favorite (or any) book/movie.
One of my favorite quotes is from La Mécanique du cœur Quotes
By Mathias Malzieu:
“If you’re frightened of damaging yourself, you increase the risk of doing just that. Consider the tightrope walker. Do you think he spares any thought for falling while he’s walking the rope? No, he accepts the risk, and enjoys the thrill of braving the danger. If you spend your whole life being careful not to break anything, you’ll get terribly bored, you know… I can’t think of anything more fun than being impulsive.”
Describe your perfect reading atmosphere.
The perfect reading atmosphere is when you are seated next to the window looking outside as into the rainy weather.
The sky is gray and cloudy, not a single ray of sunshine seeping through.
The rain is the right amount of heavy downpour, not the kind where it floods the ground, but the kind where droplets race each other down towards the end of the window until they eventually become one single droplet. The atmosphere outside is moist with the smell of fresh green grass and clean rain, along with a soft cool breeze.
Yet, you don’t know that; because you stay inside, where it is welcoming and cozy by the warmly lit fire nearby. You nestle under your blanket, wrapped around your shoulders, capturing you in a gentle embrace. Both of your hands are gently grasping your favorite book. And everything is tranquil.
Except for the faint rumbling sounds of thunder in the distance and the soft crackling of the fire.