Photography by Silja Pietilä, 18, Finland

Dear Readers and Contributors,

 

I would like to take the opportunity to personally thank you all for the continuous love and support, especially through the pandemic. In just under 6 months, we’ve come so far; the magazine has been featured on Publish YOUth Writing and Poets & Writers, and the editorial team reached a whooping milestone of 100+ Advice Articles written! As we continue grow our global outreach, we’ve published over 280 creators from 25 U.S. States, 25 countries, and 6 continents across the world! 

 

It’s been a pleasure growing this community over the past three years, so I know I speak for the entire editorial board when I say we hold this magazine and our contributors close to our heart. It takes a tremendous amount of research and effort to manage the magazine, which is why we're so thankful for all of your support. We encourage you to share our publications and Advice Articles to help our other young creators who may be interested in pursuing their craft.

 

Cheers,

Lori Khadse

Founder, Nonfiction Editor in Chief

The Elysian Muse Youth Literary Magazine

Photography by Safia Henniche, 16, Boston

Editors' Choice Works

Claire Wang
2018-07-01             Claire Wang is a 17-year-old artist from New Jersey. She works in both traditional and digital media. Filling up her sketchbook is something she wishes to work on.      
The Effect of Diction
2018-06-27   The Effect of Diction Written by Anon   Explain the simile or metaphor in the passages, its effect or impression on the reader, the diction of the passage, and the effect the diction has on its ...
The Lonely Crayon and The Little Boy
2018-06-19     The Lonely Crayon and The Little Boy A Children's Story Written by Matt Balk   Once upon A time… … There was a very very very lonely crayon, which was the color white. Eww, I know, right...
"I Hate You"
2018-06-16   "I HateYou" Written by Anon   The details never linger Because the ink never dries fast enough. Everytime my hand travels over what i’ve written, it smudges,  And by then I’ve forgotten the t...