So, I’m officially in the last three days of my Spring Break. I’ve been pleasantly lazy, working on absolutely nothing and getting to bed at a reasonable hour every night. I’ve enjoyed being unproductive, but I don’t want to end my Spring Break without accomplishing something, so I’m going to call on my followers here…
As I was walking through my neighborhood a few weeks ago, I stumbled across this photo sitting in the flowerbed. There were no houses nearby, just shops and an elementary school, so I had no idea where it had come from. I didn’t pick up the picture, but I stared at it for several minutes,…
For those that don’t know, I work at a college in the Admissions Department. My team handles enrollment and paperwork processing from students all over the world, so it can get a little tedious/repetitive every now and then. To break the monotony, I write silly poems, limericks, and other nonsense whenever I alert the team…
They bounce through the sky on the breeze, Traverse the world’s length with such ease, Nimbus brings the rain, Cirrus plays to feign, The clouds! They do just as they please. I hope you enjoyed it, Christina! 🙂 ~ Victoria Elizabeth
It is officially Spring Break for all of us Full Sail’ers [Sailors? But we’re not on water… hmmmm] and I couldn’t be more excited. A full week of no assignments, no required reading, and no lectures. Seven whole days without homework. My eyes well with tears of joy just thinking about it. During our last…
Nothing excites a writer more than learning that one of their works has been accepted into a publication. On April 17th, my short story, “Sticky Fingers,” will be published on the front page of LINGUISTIC EROSION, an online journal dedicated to flash fiction. Woohoo! I try not to count my chickens before they hatch, of…
My husband and I found out that one of our closest friends died in an accident on his motorcycle last night. He was doing all the right things. Wore his helmet and protective gear. Wasn’t speeding. Hadn’t been drinking. The other car just didn’t see him. Per the official report, she “failed to yield to…
Since the last poem went over so well, here’s another. ****************** Frustration. Words flow, but meaning never comes. Some people fight for the joy of breaking down the spirit overly righteous. Others scream and shout for the sweet release of carbon-dioxide into the air. Very few speak for a worthwhile cause. Feelings hurt egos bruise…
A few nights ago, I shared a poem on my other blog, The Memoirs of a Yo-Yo Dieter, entitled, “Why I Run.” With the help of a good friend, I edited the poem down to make it more powerful, less wordy, and to make it “submission-ready” for a few contests. Since I haven’t shared any…
I was very pleased to find out that the school’s Connect site ran the article I submitted to them a few weeks ago on this morning’s blog. Woohoo! That is officially my 16th publication since I’ve started sending out my work in July 2012, so I’m feeling pretty excited for what the future holds in…
Victoria Elizabeth Ann 