In which Emma has a dream come true and talks about it for you. AND MAKES HER SUMMARY RHYME. Continue reading »
Category Archives: Dear Johns from the Po Biz
That Was The Week That Was: Week Thirty-Six
In which Emma shares some hard-learned lessons and also some pictures of stuff. Continue reading »
“She doesn’t want a husband, she wants a wedding.”
In which Emma ditches her dreams of a fancy party at the altar because she realizes they aren’t the point. Continue reading »
“And it appears to be a long time …”
In which Emma attempts to make sense of the Very Strange Feeling she got from the AWP Conference in Denver. Continue reading »
On the twelth day of blogging …
In which Emma returns from the abyss with some tips and tricks of the trade. Continue reading »
The Siege in the Room, Report for Day Two: Double, double, toil and trouble.
I’m knee-deep in research right now — almost literally. I’m working with at least three notebooks open at once, and my laptop open, multiple windows aimed at some really fantastic databases. I discovered, with much joy, that the Cornell University Library has an extensive collection of materials on witchcraft, and I’m busily attempting to come … Continue reading »
As for me, I am a watercolor. I wash off.
A visual aid to the forthcoming story provided by Eric Conveys an Emotion: One day at young writers’ camp, my friend Seth, who had just the night before been prescribed some incredibly strong decongestants for a stubborn cold, stumbled into breakfast with a well-bandaged hand. “Seth!” I said, “what’s with the hand?” “I punched myself … Continue reading »