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Author Victoria Sawyer
Bring Me To Life
New novel coming soon!
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Sexy Canning = Botulism
Mr. VS and I were quite domesticated (like badly behaved pets) this fall and we tried some canning from the bounty of the land, i.e. our garden. BTW…we totally have a farm or something minus any animals except cats – cat farm? Our farm has no name currently but it could be called Poison Ivy…
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Forget the Lifetime Failure Tally: Look Ahead
I’ve now officially (you heard it here) been informed, through an article online that I cannot find again (did it really exist??) that I should be looking toward the future and not at the past. Mr. VS also recently told me that millionaires and highly successful people refuse to see failure and instead are always…
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My Body is a Polluted Bombed Out Wasteland
So as you might know, I’ve been on meds (Zoloft for anxiety/panic attacks) for about a year and a half. Prior to this med-circus I’m partaking in now, I had been off meds for 3.5 years. And before that I was on them for about 8 years and prior to that I was medication free…
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Broken, The Internet Is
So there are some people out there that think they are going to break the internet with their ass. These ‘people’ shall remain nameless since I can’t stand to toot their horn more than it has already been tooted by everyone else on the planet. However, I do have a few things to say on…
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A Case of “the Uglies” with Mincing and Ogling
Yesterday I had a mean case of the uglies. It’s sort of like the “mondays” but it’s the uglies instead. I don’t mean, I was ugly, as in I was horrible to be around or my mood was hideous or anything like that. What I mean is that I felt…hideous, physically. Yes, yesterday I was…
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Weight Gain Extravaganza
Recently I came to the conclusion that we have so many feelings and emotions and thoughts and self-flagellation and judging of others involved in our weight. I know, I’m a genius for realizing this super obvious emotional response. However, the thought that occurred to me is that we ALL do it without even realizing we’re…
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Studying the Male of the Species and Boy Eyes
Do you live with a man? Do you know one? Have you ever interacted with the male of the species? You know…those ones that aren’t female? Yeah, those guys. You’ve seen them around, I’m sure. They’re everywhere. And yes, if you’re female, you’ve probably been ogled by these so-called “males” of the species. You know…
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The Mirror Versus The Mind
This little quote is from my novel and I think it’s something I often think while looking in the mirror. I’m not sure about you but sometimes it feels like I am not my body. I am not the person I see in the mirror. And my mind doesn’t conform to whatever image I present…
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Art and Self Criticism
Just a FYI that Angst is featured over at the Book Maven today. She was kind enough to read my novel and do a review. Check out her page here to see what she thought… When I first started writing Angst, I had a certain book cover in mind. It was a piece of artwork,…
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Be “Real” With Me
I was nominated for the Reality Blogger award by Time to Write. It’s sweet to be nominated (Seriously Thank you!), and although I’m not a very good team player, I’m gonna be a good sport and answer some fun questions! If you could change something, what would you change? I would change my day job. …
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My Mind: My Prison, My Freedom
I want to escape. Get away. The truth is, in my mind I am free. FREEEEEEE. No one can control what I think. No one can stop me from swearing a blue streak in my mind. No one can stop me from bashing all the people who piss me off inside my head. No one…
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This Season of USA is Lit!
These writers on this season of the USA are doing a bang up job keeping us on the edge of our seats! Let’s just hope they’re not like the writers for LOST! Buckle up for some existential rambling DREAD below! (Don’t worry, it’s…
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The Happy Forgotten Place Where Plastic Lives: The Landfill
Remember that place the so-called Landfill? I know you’re like…”What? No? What place? I don’t recall anything like that.” (All said while avoiding eye contact). Well, I’m here to point your attention in the direction of your local landfill, filled not with LAND…
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This is Why We’re All Overweight
I’ve done a little thinking on the topic and I’ve come up with several reason why we’re all overweight and continue to gain the old lbs. The equation looks something like this: unhappiness + depression + meaninglessness + boredom + our modern culture…
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Stuck in a Style Year
As you age, you may at some point notice that you are stuck in a style year. It’ll creep up on you until suddenly you put the puzzle pieces together and realize with a moment of sheer embarrassed terror that you, who are of course, forever young, are officially stuck in a style year of…
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Insta-Replay for Bloggers, Writers and Artists
I was watching the news this morning and they were doing a recap of high school football and they kept showing instant replays of all the amazing catches and long runs that the high school students were doing at their foose-ball games. There were even hometown heros and VIP’s and whatnot. I thought to myself…it must be pretty snazzy…
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The Evil Glowing Machine
The last few days I’ve been getting a headache at work while staring at my computer. This is getting really annoying. I’ve found that staring at the computer makes my eyes hurt because it’s glowing with an evil florescent light. When I stop looking at the sparkly bright screen and start looking elsewhere at things…
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Satan’s Girlfriend: It’s Getting Fiery Up in Here
I don’t know how many of you weak little humanoid types have noticed that it’s getting a bit fiery up in Earth’s grill. It’s summer, so yeah, it makes sense as far as the ubiquitous summer words: hot and grill are concerned, however have you noticed that there are dire predictions of despair involving wild…
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Thieves with Ladders
I’ve always had a more than healthy dose of “stranger danger.” So locking doors is a favorite past time, as well as worrying, fruitlessly, about the “bad guys” and how surely they’re coming for me. Call me Negative Nancy, I’ll answer in the affirmative, call me Worrying Wendy, I’ll say, hey wassup? Call me Paranoid…
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Mental Gymnastics: Sarcasm Promotes Creativity
I just heard the most amazing bit of news to come my way in quite a long time. This is a GAME CHANGER PEOPLE! The news: Sarcasm promotes creativity and is good for the office. BOO YA! What this means is that I am #winning at being an office team mate and #winning at creativity. What…
Angst Anarchy 