Emily C.A. Snyder
Emily C. A. Snyder has been inventing stories since she was old enough to babble, and writing them down since she was old enough to dictate. A prolific writer, Snyder is the author of The Twelve Kingdoms series from Arx Publishing, LLC, as well as several Austenesque novels, including Nachtsturm Castle: A Gothic Austen Satire.
The premiere international scholar on writing new verse drama, she is the author of "Cupid and Psyche ~ A New Play in Blank Verse" which played to sold-out houses during its initial New York City run for Valentine's 2014. An internationally produced and published playwright, her work has been performed from Christchurch, New Zealand to Dublin, Ireland, touring several times throughout the continental United States. Her plays are available through Playscripts, Inc.
She is the Artistic Director and Co-Founder of Turn to Flesh Productions (TTF), which produces new plays with modern themes written in classical styles in New York City. TTF has a second mission to promote true, good, beautiful and vibrant roles for women on-stage and off.
Snyder holds an MA in Theatre Education from Emerson College, Boston, MA and a BA in Literature and Drama from Franciscan University of Steubenville, OH. She studied screenwriting in Hollywood, CA with the ActOne program, and studied verse drama with the Theatre-in-England/Shakespeare School in London and Stratford-upon-Avon, England, under the direction of Vivien Heilbron and Bernard Lloyd. She is a member of the Dramatists Guild, and currently lives in New York City.
Despite her biography, she is not overly fond of cats.
“But neither could compare with the gargantuan natural edifice that was the mountain upon which Nachtstürm Castle rose. It was a mountain made of the darkness between two lightning bolts. It was made less of earth than Stygian frost. Whole towns fell away as they ascended, as though the ranks of black and frowning conifers waged war against the humans below. Even the path – rather narrow and rarely straight – seemed less made by centuries of pilgrim feet and more by the trace of some careless demon’s claw.It was, in fact, perfect.”
“Such a narrative as this demands some sort of physical consolation for its spiritual tribulation. Our heroine received it in one last cup of tea. The reader may be advised to do so likewise.”
“Another strike of lightening – now accompanied by the deep-bellied rumble, and the horse reared, incidentally setting Henry very picturesquely against the inconstant moon. Alas, Catherine was deeply engaged in her argument with Old Edric and this missed entirely the melodramatic display. But we may assume that, possessing so strong an imagination, Catherine had often pictured Henry thus...”
“What could she have done? She was a heroine, and with that came certain obligations.”