![]() ![]() Faced with another nail-biting presidential election, and aging, and an increasingly sedentary lifestyle, Henry realized how little control she had over her world. She was also approaching 30 and found herself wrestling with the bumps and lumps of a second coming of age, one that was a lot less optimistic than her first. ![]() “I didn’t have much more to say about teenagers at that point,” she explains, settling into her writing couch at her home in Cincinnati, legs crossed, elbows on knees in the position of eternal adolescence. ![]() The books were well received and sold modestly, but the back-to-back pace left her feeling burned out and uninspired. Henry wrote four books in three years, teenage coming-of-age stories full of darkish magic realism. ![]() When it was done, she Googled agents until she found Lana Popovic Harper, who agreed to represent her. So she woke up early before work and started churning out a YA novel. However, she discovered while spending her days writing company manuals and handbooks for set-top boxes that nothing makes the creative spirit bloom more than a mind-numbing job. She’d always liked creative writing, but it seemed as plausible a career choice as her childhood dream of being a WNBA player. Soon after Emily Henry left Hope College, a small, Christian-values-lite school in a tiny town in Michigan, she found herself living back in Cincinnati, trapped in her first postcollege job doing technical writing for the city’s phone-and-cable company. ![]()
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