Falling in Love

Shoshana Martyniak

When she’s not ignoring social expectations, writing about her very real American Shtetl, and living like she’s on a elder hostel, Shoshana Martyniak can be found editing a monthly Jewish publication while breastfeeding her baby. She resides in a quietly crime ridden city with her very own Giant Gentile, her sweet children, The Great Rabbi and The Queen Mum, and her lackadaisical American Bulldog.

Shosh’s blogging began with shvaygshosh and zavtikpregnancy, but she’s taken it to the next level by launching her own blog: Shoshuga. Warning, Shoshuga.com is a work in progress. It is still needs to be completed!

Shosh was a featured writer at Philly’s Listen to Your Mother. Check out the newest issue from her day job at The Jewish VOICE.

Follow Shosh on twitter @shoshuga and if you want a laugh, check out her pinterest board: Things That Make Shosh Uncomfortable.

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Writing is falling in love. It drowns and baptizes, comforts and

criticizes. It is a leap of faith into icy waters and the warmth of a

caress. Writing is empty pages. It is details that reveal too much too

soon or leave too many words left unsaid.

Writing is falling in love. Writing stays up secret telling, giggling

hysterically, and crying on the floor. It is emotion at its most bare.

It is grief and devotion. It is humility and arrogance. It is honesty

and treachery in the same breath.

Writing is falling in love. It shivers with delight and then falls down the

abyss of confusion. It is the constant dream of someone else, something

more, some other meaning, some better path to understanding. It is

failure and success; solace and distress. Writing is falling in love. Writing

wants to be loved back.