Emily Articulated: Overreaction
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff I remember the footage of a woman screaming in the streets after the first Trump inauguration. She became a meme — a poster child for “snowflake liberals overreacting.” A...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff I remember the footage of a woman screaming in the streets after the first Trump inauguration. She became a meme — a poster child for “snowflake liberals overreacting.” A...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I’m not sure exactly when I became a worrier. Maybe it was dormant throughout a tumultuous childhood and brazen, chaotic 20s. My worry couldn’t have been present when I...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist What if you never had to think about work outside of the office again? No stress, no emails, no lingering dread of Monday mornings. The cost? Just losing half...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff Something people might not understand about what it’s like to grow up in America’s dairy state is just how deeply Milk is ingrained into everyday life. Milk is capitalized...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff My writing has never been accused of being succinct, and I’ve been told a time or two that I can be a bit unclear. I get swept up in...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I remember the feeling of being zipped into my snowsuit, a bright yellow overstuffed sausage with barely contained cheeks spilling over a fleece neck warmer. I liked the coziness...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist If you’re reading this, the world is still spinning, and we’ve survived to swap our old calendars for new ones. This sentiment — the quiet marvel of continuation —...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff The holidays often prompt a lot of reflection, turning me inward as much as pulling me outward. Maybe it’s the ritual of stringing lights and pulling ornaments out of...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist What if “the holidays” were more than a handful of weeks — a series of events strung together like pearls at the end of a single year, full of...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff After the Nov. 5 election, I felt an overwhelming need to disconnect — from the celebratory posts of those aligned with the victors and the relentless buzz of speculation,...