I snapped this picture a while back while at Animal Kingdom. This tiger is loving the sun! Peaceful, passive, yet powerful. I think this feline friend is in need of a good poem or short story. What do you think? Get writing! ~ Victoria Elizabeth
The first class of my graduate degree is a comprehensive study of sociology, ethnography, and the deeply personal exploration of autoethnography. The Director of the MLS recommended it as a good transitional class from my BFA, as it combines the creativity of storytelling with academic research and self-exploration [when generalized to cultural norms and perception].…
Chirp, chirp! That was the first sound I heard this morning. Despite what you’re thinking, it was not an overeager bird outside my window nor my alarm clock. (In case you’re wondering, my friends, my alarm clock is actually the melodic lullabies of the talented Bruno Mars. Because, really, is there any better way to…
The last chapter of my Full Sail University education has officially come to a close: The Aviator, the university’s literary journal, released their 11th volume today, marking my final publication with the school. I submitted work shortly before my graduation in October and I was fortunate to have both a poem and an edited photograph…
I stumbled across an old photo one of my former teachers used as a writing prompt in his class. While I couldn’t find the original story I had written for it (I’m sure it was awful – I was a brand new writing student and my zeal often sabotaged my storytelling abilities), I did decide…
I am very happy to report that my interview with the Director of the MLS program went well on Friday and I have officially been accepted into graduate school – WOOHOO! I cannot believe how much has changed, grown, and evolved in my life in the past three years. I never believed I’d be going…
In honor of us turning (violently and without enough warning!) into December, I wrote a silly poem to remind everyone of why we do this to ourselves every year: it’s not about the presents, the food, the decorating, or the hub-bub that we go through to get everything together. We do this for our families.…
“Nothing behind me, everything in front of me, as is ever so on the road.” – Jack Kerouac, On the Road. I was in the first year of my bachelor’s degree when an instructor encouraged me to read On the Road. My professor had witnessed my struggle to find a balance between self-expression and my…
A poem to the one I love. __________________________________________ They say that words are daggers, Each comes with sharpened tip. With hearts their worldly target, From careless hands they slip. They say that words are mountains, Roots deep within your mind, Once they’re home upon your page, To the world they bind. They say…
It’s hard to believe that just three weeks ago I completed my BFA in Creative Writing. After nearly two and a half years and thousands of pages written, I’ve accomplished my goal of completing a second Bachelors. I had established several grand goals for the weeks following the ceremony, such as reading through a stack…
Victoria Elizabeth Ann 