Emily Vieweg, MFA is a poet and playwright originally from St. Louis, Missouri. Her work has been published in Foliate Oak, The Voices Project, Northern Eclecta, Red Weather Literary Magazine, Soundings Review, Art Young's Good Morning, and more.
Her one-act play Atomic Lounge was performed in Chicago at The 25th Annual Abbie Hoffman Died for Our Sins Theatre Festival in 2013.
Emily's debut chapbook Look Where She Points is available from Plan B Press.
She lives in Fargo, North Dakota where she is a mother of two, pet parent, data processor and adjunct English instructor.
Sunday, July 26, 2015
I thought taking a little time off would be healthy - unfortunately, I have fallen into poor patterns. I've written one new piece and haven't edited anything recently, which means that I don't feel that I've accomplished much the last couple weeks.
But I have accomplished something.
I have experienced moments of glee with Riley as she discovered her singing voice and new words.
I have learned that Colin's new voice, with some vocal training, could be honed into one of those sultry baritone or bass soloist positions in the choir (if he chooses to follow that path).
I realized that over the past couple months, my relationships have revolved around me and my needs, instead of what my family needs. I realize this sacrifice was necessary to complete the degree, but occasionally I find myself in a state of "now what?"
Now I need to write on my own, and edit on my own, and get my writing out there.
So I am submitting, and submitting, and applying and submitting, and every day I am learning something new about this "real world" in writing.
I have applied for a grant, I have applied for adjunct positions, and I have submitted a short book of poetry for hopeful publication. For these three things, I must wait.
And now I must write.