Molly W. Schenck

Growing up, I would dream of being a writer. I used to dress in all white, sit on a stool in my dark room, staring out the window at a wintery landscape channeling my best Emily Dickenson impression waiting for the writing gods to send words into my pencil. Needless to say, it didn't work out so well. Since then, I've put the work in behind writing and continue to do so. Below are link to my published writing both personal and professional.