The Path of Least Resistance
Walking out of the Rollins library at sunset, the brick walkway looked too beautiful in the fading light not to snap a picture. Unfiltered, yet crisp. I’d walk this path anywhere. Victoria Elizabeth
Walking out of the Rollins library at sunset, the brick walkway looked too beautiful in the fading light not to snap a picture. Unfiltered, yet crisp. I’d walk this path anywhere. Victoria Elizabeth
Ominous, powerful, but it bides its time. Florida afternoons never disappoint. Victoria Elizabeth
An old bike begging to be ridden. – Victoria Elizabeth
I paused to take this photo on my morning walk with the puppies. No filter, no editing: just nature at its most pure and beautiful. Enjoy. Victoria Elizabeth
What’s the most beautiful thing about stars? There’s a billion of them: two, three, four billion. More than you could count in a hundred lifetimes. When one burns out in an endless sea of twinkling lights, you hardly notice. The sky doesn’t get dimmer, The night doesn’t creep up, Your world keeps turning. Unless, of…
It’s easy to get wrapped up in the day to day of life. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Rinse, repeat. But now and then, we get a reminder that there is more than just this…
There’s something about a glass of wine (or a bottle) along with a sweaty workout that gets the blood flowing. And blood flowing leads to writing, writing, writing. ———————— You were the lie I told myself, The truth I made myself believe. My careless mind let down its guard To a heart that would deceive.…
It amazes me that it has been deemed necessary to post No Swimming signs around retention ponds. Especially here in Florida, I’ve assumed it’s common knowledge for everyone that standing water, unless fed by a spring, is guaranteed to make you sick with some sort of amoeba or parasite. Yet, somehow, somewhere, there must be…
I’m very pleased to announce that my micro fiction story, “Father,” was published by the Journal of Microliterature today! It’s very brief (under 50 words), so it will be a quick read. Please check it out by clicking here! Thank you for reading! Victoria Elizabeth
I was feeling restless and melancholy this evening, so I opted for a late night walk through a local park to work out the pent up energy. By day, this bridge is bright, cheery, and welcoming. By night, though, it’s slightly ominous. It gave me a few story ideas to work on, so I thought…