Welcome! I’m Emily Ann.
As a child my hands were often hidden in journals, my nose was likely found in a book. Somewhere along the way, anything I could create or transform with my fingers became my newest beloved project. Now I’m a journalism student in Florida trying to weave all of my fascinations, many vibrant, loose-ended threads, into a beautifully cohesive tapestry.
This is my visual, virtual journal where I sort out countless frazzled thoughts, piece together heaps of tangled assignments and undertakings, and gather bits of inspiration like a basket of berries. If it’s anything like the journals I schlep with me each day, the cover will bear signs of tearing and pages will spill onto the floor, but I’m ok with that.
Thanks for dropping by, just please pardon the mess.