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About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!

Swords and Songs

So much of Scotland highland history is of the swords of warring factions and the yearning songs of the people.  The land itself seems glued together by the blood of the divisions as well as the hopes of the people.  … Continue reading

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The cold hand of Springtime

Spring usually evokes images of warmer times.  However, we had an airstrike yesterday.  Not exactly the image of flowering plants and singing birds. We were warned by TS Eliot that “April is the cruelest month.”  How cruel is it to … Continue reading

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The Parallel Universe of the Writer

When I began to write some million years ago I did not realize that I was being pulled into a dimension different from the one where I lived most of my everyday life. In this new world I found evolution. … Continue reading

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Cynicism and Old Age

As we get older we often understand the subtleties that are part of the world.  Syrupy phrases no longer delight us.  Birthday cards with angels and pink backgrounds make us cringe.  We become officially cynics. I don’t think cynicism is … Continue reading

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The splinters of sunlight

We are always in a transitional universe.  Writers know this.  I was cheered to read Chekov write that once we finish something we should cross out both the first sentence and the last sentence.  These are the lies we tell … Continue reading

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Chekov and his Cherry Orchard

I just saw a Hi-Def live performance of THE CHERRY ORCHARD by the Moscow Art Theatre.  I studied under one of the members from years ago when I was but a young girl in New York City.  What a joy … Continue reading

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The Sound of Silence

We are living in a world where noise is valued over silence.  Trump likes to make a great big noise.  I prefer not to sound out until I can’t help myself.  These last few weeks have been noisy.  Can I … Continue reading

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