A professional achievement unlocked, articles to help with traumatic birth and mental health postpartum, and one tenacious swallowtail butterfly.
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The story behind the story of my first piece for Romper.
Is your social media feed split between masked and un-masked faces? Mine is and I’m fascinated. That’s why I wrote a meditation on loneliness and choice during the pandemic. Read my lyric essay Earthworms & Champagne in the NYU SPS’s Dovetail. It’s my first piece in a literary magazine.
I cannot believe I get to type this: Today, for the first time, I have a piece The New York Times! When I decided to take a crack at being a writer, I imagined someday, perhaps, maybe getting published in The Times. I thought a good reach goal was to do this by the timeContinue reading “My Debut In The New York Times!”
Early last year, before the pandemic hit, I made a secret goal that felt like a huge reach: To try to get published in one new publication per month. At the time, this equaled about 9 publications. I really didn’t think I could do it. When the pandemic hit, I really, really didn’t think I could do it. Read on to see whether I was right.
I feel so lucky to get to tell you that I have joined the team at Pregnancy After Loss Support as a magazine contributor. They asked if I would be willing to write about my experience trying to conceive after my miscarriage last year. I’m honored that my writing will have the opportunity to connect with parents looking for help processing the complexity of life after loss.
Hi! I’m Emily, and I’m a writer. That’s still a new thing for me to say. Honestly, it feels like a lie. But, after what I uncovered in my parent’s house this winter, I’ve come to think it might just be deeply true.
What submitting essays to publications taught me about connection, rejection, and vulnerability.
This is the story of a website, but to tell it I have to get vulnerable with you. I have to tell you what I’m most afraid of.