My name is Molly Cernik, and I’m an editor, feelings enthusiast, and dabbler in fluid dynamics, mycology, sociology, and corvid behaviour. I like to feed them on my walks around the neighborhood. I’m a longstanding member of multiple editorial communities and have volunteered and presented for the Horror Writers Association, Editors Canada, and the Editorial Freelancers Association, the Neurodivergent Publishing Conference, and more. My pronouns are she/her, and I live and work on the unceded and immorally occupied territory of the šxʷməθkʷəy̓əmaɁɬ təməxʷ (Musqueam), Qayqayt, S’ólh Téméxw (Stó:lō), Stz’uminus, and  səl̓ilwətaɁɬ təməxʷ (Tsleil-Waututh) peoples.


I came from the desert. Part of me is still there among the ocotillo and the creosote; I like to think that part of it is with me here, too, nestled beside the salmonberries and sword ferns. Since leaving, though, I have studied literature, literary craft, philosophy, and emotion, and earned an MA from NYU by talking in detail about how scary stories made me feel. I use the things I learned to edit horror and sci-fi novels and novellas, and in so doing help readers and writers alike find solace in terror. I’ve been working with private clients since 2016 and have been on literary magazine mastheads dating back to 2009, but, no matter how much I edit, I still get the heebie-jeebies.