I’m very excited to announce the publication of an anthology of autoethnographic works (stories, poems, photographs, and more) featuring my short story, “Wednesday Night,” as well as the work of many of my talented classmates from Rollins College. You can purchase the paperback for $24.95, and we hope to release an eBook version in the…
Another sampling of my academic writing. ____________________________________________________ Antigone’s Greatest Enemy: Ismene A common interpretation of Sophocles’ play, Antigone, is that Creon is the greatest adversary to Antigone’s will, and ultimately his obstinacy led to her suicide [and the tragic end to his lineage]. While I agree Creon’s initial decision to deny Antigone’s brother, Polyneices, a…
I’ve been rather silent lately, but not without good cause: my classes this semester are incredibly challenging and time consuming. I’m not complaining; in fact, it’s the opposite – I’m loving every minute of it. Since I haven’t shared any academic writing in a while, I decided to share my position paper on The Iliad…
Ride, baby, ride. ______________________________________________ ~ Victoria Elizabeth
Labor Day weekend was slightly more special for me this year. Not only did I get an extra day off (in commemoration for the workers unions and fair labor acts, not expectant mothers as many falsely think), I also got the opportunity to see my screenplay, “Haggling,” come to life on the big screen! It…
I am very honored to announce that my short film, “Haggling,” produced by the talented Blake Ryan McGinnis, is premiering in the Central Florida Film Festival in Ocoee, Florida. It was one of just fifteen student films selected to participate in the festival and, amazingly, was chosen to play TWICE: once Friday, and again on…
And so I’m stuck caught in your web of lies. Aware of the trap you’ve set, knowing I’m not the first or the last but grateful to be here just the same. ________________________________________________ Thank you for reading, ~ Victoria Elizabeth
I’m not normally one for fads, but I’ve been giving a lot of thought to creating a bucket list: a collection of items, experiences, and life scenarios I want to take part in before I die. It’s not that I feel the need to document or share my private aspirations, per sey; more so, I…
Thirty-one. Thirty-one always seemed like the right age to die. Not too old: people will still mourn your youth, the beautiful years of life you had in front of you. Not too young, though. Not young enough to have “barely begun to live.” If you’re too young, you don’t know what you’re giving up. If…
Another evening at Epcot in the Walt Disney World park. Fireworks are practically my reason for living. “There should be fireworks, at least, when a dream dies.” Kirby Larson. ~ Victoria Elizabeth
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