When I was a little kid and we went to the beach, I always had this strange and terrifying and utterly disorienting moment where I’d think to myself this is our first day at the beach; we have four more days at the beach, and then this vacation is over. That sentence, I now realize, …
In which Emma offers a visual representation of the end of the semester as an explanation as to why she hasn’t been blogging lately. WARNING: TERRIFYING MIMES.
In which Emma has a dream come true and talks about it for you. AND MAKES HER SUMMARY RHYME.
She doesn’t even go here!
In which Emma talks about some Seriously Exciting Things and gives so many links your head may explode with all the awesome.
In which Emma invites the people of the greater Birmingham area to come and hear her and Kate Greenstreet read. Y’all, it’s gonna be a THING.
Here’s the second part of the story I started last week. There are bongos in this part.
In which Emma talks about that time she went blind while driving. And then there were bongos.
In which Emma wraps up her two-part year-in-review post and puts 2012, finally, to bed. Also there’s some important information about cats and hair accessories here.
In which Emma offers the first part of her two-part year-end wrap up. Also there’s probably a metaphor in here that goes on for way too long.