In which Emma explains why she has not been blogging, though she does not apologize (and explains why not). Continue reading »
Category Archives: Snow days
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
In which Emma offers a great many links to what she’s reading on the Interwebs. Continue reading »
Happy New Years and Such, Facebook Addict Style
In which Emma lazily allows The Facebooks to do her end-of-and-beginning-of-year-summations for her. Continue reading »
Some Brief Updating, From The Midst Of The Pre-Spring Break Blitz
It is my absolute pleasure to announce that The Sad Epistles is out and available from Dancing Girl Press! I got my copies last week, and the book is beautiful, if I do say so myself — Kristy Bowen, as always, has done a magnificent job putting it together! Dancing Girl is also offering a … Continue reading »
Don’t Tell Me You Weren’t Expecting This Post. :)
In which Emma discusses the realization that she is, beyond any shadow of a doubt, cursed. Continue reading »
“Won’t you please come to Chicago / Show your face!”
I know that many of you will be making the trek up to lovely and temperate Chicago, IL, for the AWP Conference, and I want to see you there! I will be spending most of my time in the book fair, at the Georgetown Review‘s table. We’ll have many an issue for sale — and … Continue reading »
“… the experience of each new age requires a new confession …”
In which Emma discusses confession, autobiography, Rachel Zucker, Benjamin Franklin, Bette Davis, Joan Crawford, Pepsi-Cola, and lumberman’s jackets. Continue reading »
Snowpocalypse 2009
Regular blogging to commence … Well, as soon as I finish this. I’m weathering the storm here: though I have finally reached the point of cabin fever, I’m grateful to have power again (moving next to the middle school they use as a county-wide emergency shelter was, apparently, a Very Good Move). But first, more … Continue reading »
A Hazy Shade of Winter
Every time it snows, I find myself listening to this song. Now that I’m looking out the window at inch after inch of snow and ice, I’ve listened to it quite a few times: Time, Time, Time, see what’s become of me While I looked around for my possibilities. I was so hard to please. … Continue reading »