Emily Wilcox
Any excuse to show off my space wall, you know?

“Tell me about yourself,” my date asked. His jawline was sharp, gaze sharper and so I was blunt.

“I’ve got such trapped wind right now.”

Yeah. Yeah. He’s not my date anymore.

What Am I?

There are so many things I could tell you about myself. That’s true of all of us. So…

Honestly, I tend not to reference myself in the third person — as though I am some omnipresent narrator observing myself from a faux leather recliner somewhere, a bowl of sweet and salty popcorn perched in my lap. To me, that would be like commentating the life of a parallel…


Photo by author: the stellar outsides of Conwy Castle (with an even stellar gift shop inside).

It’s the same old excuse: “I’ve just been so busy!

But maybe it’s so old and samey because it’s true. And it’s common.

This past month, I’ve just been so busy. I went on holiday at the start of the month (check that Conwy Castle header photo that has nothing…


Photo by Markus Winkler on Unsplash

Oh dear reader (like “dear reader” except it reflects the shameful state of my existence right now),

I’m feeling low. My anxiety is high. And my fridge is like my stats page on Medium: barren. It’s been a tumultuous week (lifetime) as a writer.

I work freelance, content writing for…

Photo by Lefteris Pachis on Unsplash

Did you know that you can do things without expecting something back in return?

*The audience gasps. Thunder breaks outside the windows. In the distance, a goat screams.*

I know right?

Interactions don’t need be weighted. You can talk to people not to ask for a favour, but just to…

Emily Wilcox

I imagine in a parallel universe I might be a caricaturist or a botanist or somewhere asleep on the moon — but here, I am a writer.

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