HEALING THE PAST WITH WORDS

Vanya Erickson

I’m a veteran writing and performing arts teacher and have spent my life teaching children to stand up and be counted. I get up at 3 a.m. every day to write because I’m in the grip of my story, and because bearing witness to the transformative power of words on a daily basis is intoxicating. My work has appeared in OxMag and Gulf Stream Literary Magazine, Evening Street Review, and The Magic of Memoir which is now available on Amazon.com

Endorsements:

“Vanya seamlessly weaves tension and lyrical beauty into every scene, playing my emotions as a reader perfectly. The result is a fantastic read. Buy this book today.”                           -Laura Davis, best-selling author of  The Courage to Heal

“The truth is that this book is brilliant.  The arc of the book is fabulous, written in Ms. Erickson’s wonderful, spare style.  One of the best memoirs I’ve read in a very long time.”             -Brooke Warner, editor and publisher, She Writes Press

“It’s always a supreme pleasure to be shaken by the emotional earthquake of a master storyteller.  Vanya Erickson is an original.”                                                                                     -Susan Brown, PhD, publishing James Joyce scholar and writing coach

“A young girl’s loyalty and love are tested to the extreme by her abusive alcoholic father and a distant Christian Scientist mother. A coming-of-age story for anyone who has ever looked for love in all the wrong places.”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 -Nancy London, best-selling coauthor of Our Bodies, Ourselves

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It’s funny how lost I felt when I finished writing Boot Language.  I missed conjuring up the landscape of my past each morning: the scent of red earth and towering Ponderosa pines of the Sierras; the warmth of horse sweat as I removed Oakie’s saddle and blanket after a ride; my parents’ voices in my head as I sat down to type. [Read more]

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