em

Joined January 2018

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I’m a writer, a storyteller, a lunatic. I imagine in a parallel universe I might be a caricaturist or a botanist or somewhere asleep on the moon — but here, I am a writer, turning moments into multiverses and making homes out of them.

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#200
Number 200. That’s a lot of challenges. A lot of opportunities to allow us to dig our writerly fingertips into our rib cages and tear them open, bearing all. 200 times we could have bled out onto the page or said things in poetic rage or stepped foot onto the Vocal stage. It’s 100 less than that Gerard Butler Spartan movie, but it’s 100 more than the percentage output we’re expected to put out and into all that we do.
By em2 years ago in Writers
The Silken Mountains
There is a snow-kissed mountain, So pasty in white, it seemingly glows, Looming there at such a height, It’s only measurable from the toes.
By em2 years ago in Poets
A Tracemarked Existence
Each family is its own brand. Built on morals - just try to make as many people smile as you can - and philosophies - there are two types of people in this world, Smiler. Followers and leaders - and values - 3, 2, 1, love you, bye, love you. When parents come together, CEO’s of their own empire, their stamp on the world is not a product, but a person. In ink and blood, in anguish and ambition, their child is trademarked by their genetics, their upbringing an 18 year long marketing campaign. And they cost as much, too.
By em2 years ago in Fiction
A Side Effect of Overthinking That Nobody Tells You About. Top Story - October 2023.
At 17-months old, I got diagnosed as an overthinker. No, really. Less than a year and half old, and I was already talking the talk, but I was too afraid to walk the walk without carrying my baby activity bouncer with me.
By em2 years ago in Psyche
Writing Down the Bones, The Flesh, The Blood, The Being
It occurred to me the other day that writing is not like anything else, ever. It’s like nothing else we’ve ever encountered as a species, and yet it’s the culmination of everything we’ve ever done, thought, accomplished, spanning all of human history.
By em2 years ago in Writers
I’m Sorry, But I Think Your Phone is the Worst Thing About You
Your phone’s in your hand again, isn’t it? What’s your background like? Somebody you love on there, I bet. A photo of a holiday maybe, or a celebrity. Perhaps a quote that inspires you. I like when we use our phone’s for good.
By em2 years ago in Chapters
How Writers Can Help People
Good and evil are not decided by the tool. Both Harry and Voldemort wield wands, but the power that they create are dramatically different. The tool, the medium, is a platform, a totem, wearing the face of those who use it.
By em2 years ago in Writers
The Kitten on The Wall in a Warzone. Content Warning.
TW: animal cruelty. There’s a tiny being screaming for her life in Kherson, Ukraine. No bigger than palm-sized and clinging on for dear life to a damp crevice in a wall, a bright ginger kitten is seconds away from drowning in this darkening world.
By em2 years ago in Petlife
How to Move to a City You Don’t Want to Move to. Top Story - September 2023.
Three weeks ago, me and my soulmate moved home. Though sometimes it feels more like a wholesome Air BnB owned by somebody who has pinched all of our belongings and filled it with our existential innards, rather than “home.”
By em2 years ago in Motivation
The Huntress and the Enchanted Tome
I’d just killed a man, and I wore his remnants all over my huntress tunic. Shredded, as though his claws hadn’t been trying to kill me, too. Blood-soaked, both mine and his, as though we were tearing away our layers so that we could get to the soul, vulnerable and exposed, and slice it apart.
By em2 years ago in BookClub
I've Had Enough Now, I've Paid My Dues, I Want a Job I Care About - What is There Left to Lose?
Do you ever feel like all you're doing is working towards something, but that something is at the end of one of those spooky corridors that just keeps getting longer, further away, no matter how far down it you've ventured?
By em2 years ago in Motivation
Me and My Boyfriend Wrote a Story On The Spot — And Halfway Through I Cried
It was 18:17 on July 29th. We stood, me and Ben, in my mom’s kitchen, rigatoni pasta boiling beside us. And I was crying because I couldn’t poison the water supply.
By em2 years ago in Writers

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The Silken Mountains

A Tracemarked Existence

A Side Effect of Overthinking That Nobody Tells You About. Top Story - October 2023.

Writing Down the Bones, The Flesh, The Blood, The Being

I’m Sorry, But I Think Your Phone is the Worst Thing About You

How Writers Can Help People

The Kitten on The Wall in a Warzone. Content Warning.

How to Move to a City You Don’t Want to Move to. Top Story - September 2023.

The Huntress and the Enchanted Tome

I've Had Enough Now, I've Paid My Dues, I Want a Job I Care About - What is There Left to Lose?

Me and My Boyfriend Wrote a Story On The Spot — And Halfway Through I Cried

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