I was thrilled (AKA terrified!) to be asked to speak at the Montreal chapter of Creative Mornings in April. This awesome morning lecture series is hosted monthly in 82 cities worldwide, where creators muse on a common theme. Last month’s theme was Sex- you see the connection for Prude. I spoke to an amazing crowd … Continue reading
Barnstorm’s Sarah Earle recently interviewed me for their writer’s hotseat about all things porn and relationships. The full interview is now up on their blog. I’m flattered to be featured in this lovely UNH publication, especially since my mom is a University of New Hampshire, Master’s in Education grad. Yep. Word to my teacher mother. … Continue reading
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What a crazy whirlwind of a month October has been so far! Not only did my first book, Prude just come out, our little family decided to relocate to the countryside, AKA: THE MIDDLE OF FREAKING NOWHERE. That’s not actually a slag, btw; I deeply and profoundly love the sticks. Hence: so long city streets, … Continue reading
Every once in a while the sunshine in LA really does seem rather Fascist. Especially on days when you would prefer a melancholy sky under which to hang your head and mope. No go in sunny Hollywood. For there she is at 6:30am—the brawny, caretaker sun slapping a cup of black coffee in your hand. … Continue reading
So after giving back my part-time dog and sending hubby off to the OC for another week, I’ve been in a bit of a slump, which has involved a few too many episodes of Friday Night Lights. Suffice to say, I started season one a week ago and am awfully close to finishing it. I’m … Continue reading
I’m back home in oddly cool LA thinking about Inside the Dangerously Empty Lives of Teenage Girls—a Macleans article I read up in the Canadian countryside. I first picked up this ominously titled piece lounging on the dock while my young, female relatives played dolls. What does the future hold for these American Girl toting … Continue reading
Today I ate lunch al fresco in the Hollywood Hills with a few, eligible, handsome (two of them male models), early- forties bachelors. Somewhere between the rosé and the espresso, the conversation turned to women and the annoying things that we do. Being happily married–knock on parquet–I don’t have a need for dating advice these … Continue reading
Emily Southwood 