VS
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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Swim Away into Oblivion
My never ending lament To escape this jail cell A heavy chain hangs about my neck Dragging me down to the depths of the dark sea Pressure against my lungs, collapse Sinking Sinking Struggle, panic, I want out To cut the chains I must breathe But I can’t! I can’t! Sucking in dirty water Choking,…
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What Every Writer Wants
Every writer wants to be heard. Wants their ideas, emotions, worlds to be ingested, inhaled by readers. We want readers to live in our world, the one we created, the one that is us, even if it isn’t. And words, words are my friends. They are how I communicate, they are how I express who…
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A Smexy Guest Post!
I turn around as if I didn’t just touch him with my eyes, as if I didn’t get intimate with him and I dance. I dance as if he’s watching, which I know he is and I let the alcohol set me free within the music. I feel it, inside me, running along my nerves,…
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Let’s Play Blog Roulette!
So I was feeling frustrated. I wanted to find great writing in Blog Land. I wanted to stumble upon something amazing! And I kept searching through the reader and there was nothing that was jumping out at me. Nothing! So then I thought, I wish there was a blog that featured Guest Blogging opportunities ALL…
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Blank Page, White and Clean
Blank sheet. The paper white and clean, without smudge or mark, without thought or emotion. I want to dirty it. I want to fuel it with my dark side and then light it on fire. Watch it burn and flame into a twisting ember that turns to ash. I want to extinguish it, put out…
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Addicted
You guys, I have a confession to make: The girl who stands before you, or wait…sits before you…types before you, the girl clacking on the keyboard really fast, no still not right, the girl who is hiding behind the computer monitor, yeah her, she is a blog addict. This is my brain on blog. It’s…
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Multifaceted
It hurts This duality Soul and body Mind and spirit Do you know who I am? I am many, I am one Have you judged me yet? I am the dark and the light Polarizing, I am opposites Do you know my struggles? My fight, my bravery, The fear, the euphoria Do you feel my…
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Those Notes, a Single Voice, Speaking
I want to get to the place where inspiration flows. It grabs my hand, pulling it across the page as fast as my thoughts can fly and I don’t want to stop it. I want to let it run free and wild like a child introduced to a field, running under the blue sky, the…
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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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Friend-cation and Camping Sucks
I just went on the most fun friend-cation ever! BEST TIME EVER!! YOLO fools!!! (We were all about yelling YOLO about anything and everything because we hate it so much. YOLO is dumb (as is Facebook and everyone’s obnox posts about themselves). It’s something you’d yell while doing a keg stand, however it’s actually trying…
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I Abused Photoshop Just For You
Here’s another one of those things that just blows your mind. PHOTOSHOP!! I’m actually a photoshop user, but I don’t really abuse it like some people do. I don’t flog the ‘shop. However, for you, for today, I decided to do it. Abuse!! (Also this post is NEWLY updated, by popular demand, with the original…
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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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Just FYI – Submarines
FYI – Submarines Just an FYI that Mr. VS might have something to do with submarines existing in the world. I just want to make that clear. Also over the weekend while we were camping (more on that later) and were swimming in the lake, I climbed on Mr. VS’s back and said loudly…..DIVE DIVE…
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Sanctioning Cat Fights: Bitey and the Gentleman
My husband claims that I am promoting cat fights. And not just promoting, but organizing, advertising and preparing the combatants. He is wrong, of course. I’m doing nothing of the sort, because animal fights are inhumane. (weird how human is a part of the word inhumane but it can apply to many species?? We are…
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