Author: Emily Sara Smucker

Edit: Apparetly laptops are often stolen from suitcases. Yikes! So, scratch what I just said, and take your laptop anyway. 😦 So much extra weight, but… I have flown hither and yon in the past couple of years, and I feel as though I could make a guidebook about it. This is what I would…

On Monday night I randomly decided to stay up late writing. Instead of working on any my serious realistic fiction projects, I grabbed the fun project. The retelling of “The 12 Dancing Princesses.” Around 2:00 Tuesday morning I reached 10,000 words. I  put the book up on inkpop. Then I went to bed. My crazy Tuesday…

On Saturday the whole Barbo family and I went hiking. Since Aunt Rebecca has problems with her knee, she used these two walking sticks that looked like ski poles to take pressure off of her knee while she walked. The trail we walked on was actually a horse trail, so it wasn’t long before a horse…

First, let me talk about writing. Ever since I discovered the miracle of typing there has been a “paper and pen vs computer” debate raging in me. The obvious perk of my newfound typing ability was that, for once in my life, I could get the words out nearly as quickly as they came to…

Question: What happens when a five-year-old girl shows up at ESL with a brand new my little pony coloring book? Answer: Chaos Sarah and Lucy are two little girls that usually come to ESL class, and they don’t really like each other that much. I’m not sure why. Sarah is always mean to Lucy in subtle,…

I think Spring is, hand’s down, the best season ever. Everything is green and fresh and just being outside fills one with boundless joy. I titled this post “spring” but I’m mostly going to be talking about what’s going on in my everyday life. My life slowly plodded along in the winter, but with the…

  dum de dum Spring is here. Jump in the air, spin around, turn cartwheels. It now looks like I will be volunteer tutoring, and that makes me all happy inside. In my dream last night I found a way to both keep my volunteer positions and attend SMBI fifth term. It involved a lot…

Random Man in my dream: So, you have a new car now? Me: Yeah. Well actually it’s my Dad’s. I mean, he bought it. (At this point the man gave me a weird look, and I was nervous, thinking maybe I looked like a spoiled rich girl, that my dad would buy me a car.)…

The answer to the riddle is this: A while back some lady named Joanna Yoder asked to be my friend on facebook. I had no idea who she was but I accepted her cause she was friends with Mom and looked Mennonite. Then she appeared in my dream that night. She didn’t do anything special,…

Yesterday I met a lady. I had never before met her, seen her, or spoken to her. I had never heard anyone mention her or talk about her. But: I had dreamed about her. How is this possible?