Emily McGuff
Bio
Author of Crystalline (self-published on Amazon)
Lover of lyrics and poetry.
Obsessed with sci-fi and fantasy.
Stories (60)
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Serrated
When Grant was a child, he was what the neighbors called “odd.” He would often keep to himself, examining the on-goings of ants and slugs and toads. But Grant could often be seen just watching. Watching the other children. Watching the adults. Watching for something to happen.
By Emily McGuff7 months ago in Fiction
Jettison Humanity
Introduction: The song below was written for a dear friend. When he was a kid, he would stare into the night sky through the lens of a telescope, imagining the possibilities. Through that thin, man-made cylinder of plastic, metal, and curved glass, he was able to glimpse other worlds. He talked nostalgically about how he was fascinated by the stars and all of the space that existed beyond our fingertips. This idea kept floating up, unable to be held down by the gravity of day-to-day troubles: that all of our problems and all of our stresses would mean nothing in the vacuum of space. Sometimes we are so bogged down by the weight of our issues on this hunk of rock, but in the deep blackness of space, they are hardly significant.
By Emily McGuff9 months ago in Beat
Brittle . Runner-Up in The Metamorphosis of the Mind Challenge.
I think I was 12 when I first began dissecting myself into the sections of the trifold mirror. When I was younger, I would take the same mirror and bend it just so - just so I could see myself moving forever into the background - forever and ever - just more me’s cacading into eternity.
By Emily McGuff10 months ago in Psyche
Unicorns and Backbacks
To my daughter: There are a few big moments in life - pieces that shape who we are and where we’re going. I can’t say for sure if kindergarten is one of them, but hey, I mean it’s still a big milestone. It was the year 2020 - and man what a year. That was the year the Coronavirus devastated the country - you called it the “Big Sick” which is both ridiculously adorable as well as horribly depressing. You started kindergarten wearing a mask over your gap-toothed smile and being forced to practice social distancing from the friends you were just beginning to make. I didn’t imagine your first year of school this way, but your bright eyes and skipping steps filled my heart with endless amounts of pride and joy.
By Emily McGuff10 months ago in Psyche
