Plagued: A Gap Year Gone Wrong
After growing up traveling the world with my parents, I spent a gap year traveling solo, during which I contracted the plague bacteria, was raped by a stranger in an alleyway, and found myself in Cairo during the Egyptian Revolution. In the wake of my gap year I interrogated my definitions of safety, womanhood, and home.
Though the most obvious “plague” of my eighteenth year was the bacterial one that sent me to hospitals around the world, the “plague” that I interrogate throughout this story is one that all women face: sexual violence and a world in which we are not, in fact, ever truly safe. How do we build, and rebuild, our lives in the wake of violence? How do we move through the world—both at home, and away?
I am currently in the Grub Street Memoir Incubator 2017 - 2018 to complete a draft of my memoir. I am seeking representation.
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