Emily Articulated: International Women’s Day
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I asked for the purple school bus instead of the yellow one with a busted tire. My older sister, keeper of the matchbox cars and head of distribution, plucked...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I asked for the purple school bus instead of the yellow one with a busted tire. My older sister, keeper of the matchbox cars and head of distribution, plucked...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist As a lover of long-form content, especially when focused on conversations between interesting people, I frequently find myself listening to the Armchair Expert podcast with Dax Shepard and Monica...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I Googled, “How to organize an estate sale,” staring at my screen as the six-step description bounced off my eyes, not quite penetrating my brain. Blinking to concentrate, I...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I started therapy about a month ago, which was my first time seeing a mental health professional since I sat plopped between my parents on a green couch below...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I was at mile 17 of my 26-mile mountain marathon when the straps on the backpack started to feel like they were chafing. By the 18th mile, the chafing...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I started writing this column in 2017, after moving to Sandpoint during a period of great personal transition. Months before, I left my job, my relationship and my home...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist This article talks about addiction and death. Take care and pass by if you need to. Reflecting on a life of loving someone who struggled with addiction is a...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I’ve loved libraries my whole life, starting with the Lettie Jensen Community Library, perched picturesquely on a riverbank in my hometown. This library was a middle point on the...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I spent this past weekend running the Orcas Island Marathon, my first trail race of the season. The course covered 26.5 winding miles and more than 6,000 feet of...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist Call me glib, but I’ve been thinking about a dystopian future in which the most extreme members of the Idaho GOP achieve everything they’ve set out to accomplish. They...