Emily Articulated: The process
By Emily EricksonReader Columnist Another birthday came and went this week, and the way I celebrated it seemed to encapsulate everything I hope to carry forward into the year ahead. I was on the...
By Emily EricksonReader Columnist Another birthday came and went this week, and the way I celebrated it seemed to encapsulate everything I hope to carry forward into the year ahead. I was on the...
By Emily EricksonReader Columnist I came across a post on the “Sandpoint Local Forum” Facebook page from a woman outraged that an emergency contraception pill had been placed in the public bathroom of a...
By Emily EricksonReader Columnist “Take only what you need.” This is a phrase that many in our community have had to confront in light of the fires growing around us for the past couple...
By Emily EricksonReader Columnist Someone recently asked how long I’ve been writing for the Reader. I started to answer with something vague like, “quite a while,” but then I put a number to it...
By Emily EricksonReader Columnist I remember summers as sticky things — sweaty strands of hair matted to my cheek as I lay on the floor beneath the air conditioner; sticky fingers from dribbles of...
By Emily EricksonReader Columnist This weekend, I found myself in line at the Sandpoint Cinemas, joining a surprisingly full (for Sandpoint) crowd eager to see the new Superman movie. James Gunn’s take on the...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist We don’t have to look far to find the worst in humanity — to witness selfishness, greed and acts of evil so egregious they make us sick when held...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I’m at the precipice of a hard thing, in pursuit of a harder thing — both of which, in comparison to most other parts of life, are inconsequential things....
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff “Sandpoint is a Walking Town,” the sign reads, proudly greeting vehicles as they exit the Long Bridge. “Come, park your car, stroll between shops, and wind your way along...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist It was 2008 — The printer whirred as it spat out 14 pages of MapQuest directions. I swore under my breath as the banner ads emerged in full color...