Amy Yuki Vickers

Hi. You’re probably expecting a value proposition here. I don’t have one. I’m not a brand. I’m not a product. I’m a person. I make art, not ads.

Maybe there is a value proposition in that: Art changes people on the inside. It just doesn’t do it in ways that are easily quantifiable. We just know that it makes everything better.

The best I can suggest is that you read a couple of my blog entries and decide if you want to read more. The ones that I think best represent me are Singing to Cheryl Crow in the Car (happy) and When the World Goes from Color to Black and White (sad) and Living Life Close to the Bone (about autism).

You can follow with WordPress, RSS, or Substack. Right now, I only allow comments on Substack, and my posts are separated into two newsletters: The Intentional Hulk (essays), and Lovely Little things (which is casual, but more frequent). Everything is posted here.

I don’t post often. I spend most of my time working on a memoir, short stories, and essays that I’m trying hard to get published through conventional means. The people who decide these things are both overwhelmed by too many submissions and very picky, so it’s a time consuming process.

This isn’t to say that you aren’t also discerning about what you read (at least, I hope you are). That’s the other reason I don’t post very often. I think very deeply about whether or not a piece belongs in your inbox. I want to use my best words to connect with you.

So, I hope this works for you and you decide to give my writing a whirl.

“Experience is never limited and it is never complete; it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web, of the finest silken threads, suspended in the chamber of consciousness and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue. It is the very atmosphere of the mind.” – The Art of Fiction by Henry James