Vanessa Childers

I’m Vanessa Childers.

Author. Word nerd. Millennial goof.

Forthcoming from Gremlin Books / Reed Press Fellow / 11K+ readers

My book

Touks Made Me Write This

A memoir-in-essays and creativity-CPR manual for over-optimized millennials — a weirdly heartfelt collision of nostalgia, cringe, reinvention, and pink sparkle. Out 2027.

Ping me when it’s out → Book deets.

For you

The Mess.

Instant Mess — strange little Substack essays on nostalgia, reinvention, and the cringey, tender, over-thought stuff most of us quietly edit out.

Get in, loser.

For weirdos

The Book.

Touks Made Me Write This — a memoir-in-essays about reclaiming the kid who filled diaries with her Lisa Frank gel pen while listening to 3EB.

Book deets.

For brands

The Portfolio.

Brand-voicey stuff, taglines, titling, end-to-end nonsense, and overall wordgoofery — the day job I still happily take, on the side.

See the work.

Reviews

Tiny internet compliments.

I swear these are real.

“She is the Kurt Vonnegut for the 90s kid.”

“Best writer here. And embarrassingly prolific.”

“Your writing really gets me hooked. It’s a masterpiece.”

“I am absolutely mesmerized by the way you use words.”

“Never stop writing like this.”

“You’re a poet and a soothsayer.”

“God this is electric.”

“This is absolutely glorious. We are not worthy.”

“So good! More. MORE!”

“You are quite good at ode-ing.”

“You could put all these into a book. I’d buy it.”

“I feel like I just lived a John Hughes film.”

“This is probably the most beautiful thing I’ve read today.”

“Publish! Publish! Publish! And then, do it some more!”

“I feel seen. And I feel gloriously beautiful. Thank you!”

“OMG what a pure piece of literature.”

“You’re the reason strangers feel less alone at 2 am.”

“I woke my husband laughing out loud. Thank you.”

“Allow me to neurodivergently collect you somehow please.”

“This is raw, hilarious, and profoundly relatable.”