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I Binge-Watch My Feelings
I’ve spent the last four-ish months bathing in truly shitty TV relationships, from the very obviously bad Jessica and Kilgrave, to the apparently arguable Bella and Edward, and then the grey area that is Angel and Buffy. It’s been a rough and stressful semester, because watching Jessica Jones, which never lies to you about Jessica…
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A Note To Teenage Emlyn
Fun Fact: When I was 17, I let my friend shove a needle through my nose, because getting your septum pierced is possibly the most hide-able piercing ever. I spent the next few months poking at my nose to see if it had healed (if you poke the tip of your nose and it doesn’t…
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One Year Later
A little over a year ago, I did the thing. I got accepted into grad school. I did the Thing. And I kept doing the Thing. And now I’ve been doing the Thing for a year. Since last year I have had two wonderful mentors, six amazing workshops, and three opportunities to get away from…
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This Particular Starbucks: The Magic of Routine
The bookstore where I work is about a thirty-minute drive from my apartment. On the nights that I work, I head over to that area around 1:00 and chill there for a few hours before I head off to work. There’s a Starbucks less than a block away from the bookstore, so that’s usually where…
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Dragons on Train Tracks:Writing About Mental Illness
My dragon is on the train tracks. It sits there, staring at me, a black and navy blue Celtic knot. No wings, just four short limbs protruding from its long body. Its tail flicks the air like a feathered cat toy and the mane on its face moves in an unfelt breeze. It must…
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This is the New Thing
I made a thing. I’ve made lots of things, actually, but this is the New Thing. It was time to make a new blog. The emmywritesbooks blog served me well through my last years of high school and all of undergrad, but whenever I went to write there, it didn’t feel right. I’m not that…