Biography Like much of what she writes, Emery Sanborne is a work in progress. When she isn’t exploring the wilds of Philadelphia, old cemeteries, or the vagaries of her own mind, she can be found in her home of many colors, curled up with her cat and a good book.
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It took me nearly eleven years, but I finally got my second tattoo last night. I’ve always meant to get another one (or more), yet could never really decide what to get or where to put it. As if a lot of thought went into my grasshopper—I picked it because it wasn’t the typically girly [...]
It has been a very long, very cold, and uninspiring winter. From November until probably the end of February, I was rather meh about everything. Yes, “meh”. Perfectly valid as a mood descriptor, I assure you. If you couldn’t tell from my posts, writing with Grey was about the only writing I felt remotely motivated [...]
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, that is. More specifically Sherlock Holmes.
Though I know I read a couple stories in high school (The Adventure of the Speckled Band stands out), but aside from what the speckled band was, I couldn’t tell you much about my overall impression of the writing and Holmes in general. So, in need [...]
Well-written, brilliantly cast shows are hard to come by. So when I find them, it’s a rare treat that I try to hang onto, not to mention mainline when possible (thank you TV on DVD and online streaming). However, some shows just don’t grab me. I like the stories and care about the characters…but not [...]
Tuesday night I got into a very long and winding discussion with my mother on the phone, stemming from the fact that I changed my “religious status” on Facebook from “agnostic” to “atheist”. One of my cousins, who happens to have been my Confirmation sponsor, saw this and called Mom in a bit of a [...]
Or the Snowpocalypse or whatever you want to call it. Being from Michigan, the foot-plus of snowfall in Philadelphia this weekend really didn’t even make me blink. Though out here, inches induce mass panic, so “serious” snowfall is kind of impressive for a change. If it’s going to be cold, there might as [...]
I started out well and then I slacked off with the posting. Stupid holidays and side projects. Though, ultimately, I have no one but myself to blame for slackage. Bad author, bad.
Not that I’ve been much of an author the last two months. I’ve had my editor had on for a project that turned out [...]
Or something to that effect. Every so often I can’t resist indulging in alliteration.
One of my good friends sent me a link this week to a recent short by Stephen King featured in the New Yorker: “Harvey’s Dream”. Like every writer, King’s stories run the gambit from “meh” to “Jesus, this is the best thing [...]
As I’m trying to get back into the habit of regular posting, and because I want another excuse for you to look at my pretty, shiny website, I’m going to bore you with the tale of home improvement gone almost horribly wrong. Lucky you.
I entered into the joys of homeownership this past May. Well, technically [...]
I am sadly a creature of habit. I had the ability to take a week and go off to San Francisco because I could. Sadly, I found myself mostly underwhelmed by the city and really couldn’t wait to get back home to Philadelphia. All in all, I saw some good things and had a decent [...]
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