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A Little Bit About Emma

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I’ve been saving this post for a day when I didn’t have anything writerly to write about so here you go!

So most of you know me.  My name is Emma Khoury and I’m a writer.  But there are a lot of you following me who I don’t know personally so I just wanted to give a brief summation of who I am as a person.

I have been writing since I was 12 years old and, much like any skill, I honed my craft through years of hard work and dedicated practice.  A skill that was somewhat delayed in its realization due to excessive procrastination.  I blame the internet.

Right now I work as a Customer Service Representative and Copywriter for a small company in Michigan, but that wasn’t what I went to college for.  No.  Much like many others of my generation, my degree has nothing to do with my job.  I attribute it largely to a flawed system that asks me to decide how I will be spending the rest of my life years before society deems me responsible enough to drink alcohol.

I went to school for Criminal Justice.  Originally I wanted to be a police officer specializing in juvenile cases.  However, I was about as likely to survive the Police Academy as I am to survive the Zombie Apocalypse.  Hint: the odds aren’t in my favor.  So I adjusted my goals.  I graduated with the intent of being a Corrections Officer in a Juvenile Detention Facility.

I did an internship before my fourth and final year of college that almost had me change my major.  Oftentimes I wish I had done just that.  Because the people who work in that field, I found, to be angry and bitter.  I’m not making any broad generalizations, merely stating what I observed in this one small slice of the industry.  I’m sure there are many out there who find the work rewarding and fulfilling and I raise a glass to each and every one of you.  But between my happy go lucky, oftentimes oddball demeanor and my excessive gullibility, those kids would have eaten me alive.

So I bounced around from job to job until I found my current place of employment.  It has amazing hours, amazing people, and at the end of the day I am not emotionally or physically drained and can still write.

You don’t always know where you’re going to end up, but I think when one opportunity disappears, another presents itself.  It may be a case of a door closing and a second floor window opening but life oftentimes finds a way of providing you with a ladder or some mad parkour skills to scale that wall.

Anyways, that’s a bit about me.  If you have any questions about me or my writing please leave them in the comments.

Bye for now!

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