Former Career Fire and EMS Lieutenant-Specialist, Writer, and Master Photographer.
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When my parents moved me to our second house, I was instantly drawn towards a hundred year old maple tree in the back yard. As the years went by, the tree became my inspiration, my childhood joy, and the one spot I would always run to whenever I needed a good cry. I would often…
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Minutes of daylight, as the minutes turn into hours, is the parlance of our time. Every time I look in the mirror, I see myself staring right back at me; a fleeting glimpse of myself going round and round on a carousel cusp of why. I will never understand why my parents moved me around…
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It’s a peculiarly early Sunday morning for me, the world outside still shrouded in the quiet darkness of the pre-dawn hours. As I sit here still in bed, a thought lingers in my mind: the more things change, the more they stay the same. This phrase echoes through the generations, each one pointing fingers at…
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There are ghosts among us—not the ghosts often rooted in folklore, nor the ones one would expect to haunt and linger in old house, but the ones we often create through our own existence. We carry them only in quiet moments, such as the way a song that we haven’t heard in awhile gives us…
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I’m not built for mediocrity; anything less than my personal best is unacceptable. If something is worth doing, then it deserves my full force, my entire intellect, and my unwavering focus. I don’t fear obsession; I embrace it. I understand that greatness often requires extremes, and that mastery often demands an almost unreasonable level of…
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On February 1, 2025 at 6:43 PM, Amelia sent me a text message… I’ve spent four years drowning myself in reverie, fantasy, and artifice. But right now, I need to focus on reality. I have discovered a girl out of time, a Bohemian free spirit meant for a New York forty years ago. She is…
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Dreams are like distant stars, shimmering in a vast expanse of possibility. For me, achieving my dreams was a journey of relentless pursuit, guided by an unyielding belief in myself and the life I envisioned. Yet, I never anticipated the cost of this pursuit—my family, my friends, my work connections, and the sense of belonging…
Emily Pratt Slatin
P.O. Box 1231
Middletown Springs, VT 05757-1231
United States Of America