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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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Bring Me To Life – New Fiction in the works!
After more than 13 years I’ve started writing again and I picked up a story I started back in 2010. It’s a gritty, dark, sexy modern fairytale – a Sleeping Beauty reboot inspired by sex, drugs & rock n’ roll! Back in 2010 I was inspired by Evanescence’s song of the same name as well…
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Your Exclamation Points are Hurting My Ears!
The other day my ears were acting cray-cray and suddenly everything seemed really really loud. (Damn cold!) Mr. VS was trying to have a normal conversation with me and I had to shush him like 5 times. He was screaming! And then I went to work and everyone there was yelling like a bunch of…
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7 Sneaky Ways to Destroy Writer’s Block
We’ve all been there, staring at the blank page, cursor maddeningly blinking away with absolutely nothing in our boring heads. It’s a terrifying feeling when there’s this black void in the space where genius is supposed to live. We begin to wonder, have we lost our golden touch? Have all our stunning ideas dried up and…
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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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Are Bloggers Self-Centered Nitwits?
I read an article the other day that seemed to be crassly implying (okay, outright stating) that Bloggers are self-centered nitwits. That we write about ourselves because we’re obsessed with ourselves and that people who are not self absorbed wouldn’t be sitting there writing about themselves all the time. I gotta call bullshit on this. Because…
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I Am Full of Bullshit: My Best Quotes on Angst
I’ve decided to collect together for your enjoyment and LOL’ing (still I shudder) an assortment of crazy, strange and yes, awesome quotes from my favorite Angst posts. I can and do amuse myself all the time (perhaps I’m the only one?). So…brace yourselves for genius (I’m so full of shit I can’t even let that…
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END 8 HOUR WORK DAYS! START A REVOLUTION!!
Have you ever felt trapped in your life? Have you ever felt like you don’t have enough time? Do you neglect taking care of yourself because you feel you don’t have enough time in the day to eat correctly or exercise? Do you…
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Ahhh!!! Realization: I’m a Sci-Fi Nerd!!!
Oh God, oh God, oh God. Oh GOD!!!! PANIC!!! OH GAWD SAVE MEEEE!! Ok, take a deep breath, everything’s gonna be alright. Hee…heee…heee…head between knees…deep breathing…. gasp….can’t breathe…heart pounding with terrible truth!!! It’s okay, calm, soothe, calm, soothe. Serenity Nowwwww!! Haaa!! It’s funny…
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Humble Cake
And then in true Angst fashion, you laugh about it and make a joke, because to do otherwise would be….too depressing for words and I’m through that stage. Acceptance, Grief, Bargaining…Humorous Self-depreciation? Making fun of thyself…best for thyself. (This brings Jim Gaffigan to…
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A Strictly “Adult” Birthday
I recently celebrated a birthday which I kept strictly adult. And by strictly adult, I’m referring to the fact that there’s no way I received toys intended for children for my 33rd birthday celebration. But before we debate my adult-hood status, let’s start out with how Mr. VS received a bonus at work a few weeks before…
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Resting Bitch Face Syndrome
People across the world finally have a name for a disorder they’ve been suffering from for years: Resting Bitch Face Syndrome (RBFS). RBFS sufferers no longer have to suffer in silence! Now that their disorder is finally being taken seriously by society, there is hope for a cure or at the very least understanding and…
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I Got No Time for Egos
You know what drives me nuts? Big Double-Whopper Egos. They annoy me and give me indigestion and high blood pressure. Ain’t NOBODY got TIME for EGOS! They’re the reason that so much in society and the world goes shitty. Because people have too much wrapped up in their damn egos. It’s why people can’t admit they’re…
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Vampires be Chillin’ at My House
This week it’s LADIES NIGHT!! Be sure to visit the other FBF bloggers (their links are at the bottom of the post)! At my house, we’ve got a serious domestic vampire problem. It’s getting really bad because the cats are hanging out with them in the yard, chillaxin’ in the long grass, hanging out under…
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Your Viewing Pleasure – Drunk History
For your viewing pleasure, a bit of Drunk History, as told by some drunk motherfuckas and acted out by Hollywood’s best. Ummm..amazing!!
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