Author Archives: victoriachristian2014

The Problem With College..

Going back to college as an adult is not an easy thing. Calling the perspective colleges you are looking to attend, making sure that the credits will transfer. Making sure they got your transcripts. Then trying to get through to the financial aid office to make sure you have all the documents you need. ItContinue reading “The Problem With College..”

Someday when I grow up…

Think back to when you were young… One of the biggest questions everyone asked was what do you want to be? Pretty big question. But if you were like me, you had an answer to everything back then, didn’t you? I remember in first grade I knew that answer. I wanted to be a writer.Continue reading “Someday when I grow up…”

Portrait of a Young Girl

Sophia’s long red hair whipped around wildly as the wind rustled through the leaves of the large willow tree that sat on her parents property. She walked to her favorite spot, behind the old barn. Sitting down on the piece of sandstone that framed the old well, she noticed the piece of cement that covedContinue reading “Portrait of a Young Girl”

Eight Credits

Eight Credits… that is all it will take for me to get my Associate of Science and Associate of Arts. This comes as a relief to me, as I realize all those loans I took out when I was young and stupid might not be in vain. Eight Credits closer to my dream of becomingContinue reading “Eight Credits”

Meditation from a Bar Stool

As I sat alone at the bar, waiting for the people from my high school graduating class to arrive, I observed others and sipped my drink quietly. Two hours and two drinks later, and some really good food, I was still sitting there alone. The people that RSVP’ed never showed and I realized many severalContinue reading “Meditation from a Bar Stool”

The Magic of a Book

Yesterday -my family and I- we went to the bookstore. I live for small moments like this… seeing the look of pure joy and satisfaction on my Son’s face, when he discovers the magic found, within the pages of good book. He takes off running, towards the storefront of the local Barnes and Noble-and then practicallyContinue reading “The Magic of a Book”

Perpetual Motion

Cynthia Day had a lot on her mind. Doctors had found a vascular malformation in her brain. Doctors told her it was nothing to worry about. In the back of her mind she did worry. Her Grandfather had the exact vascular formation in his posterior fossa, and she wondered if this was the cause of hisContinue reading “Perpetual Motion”

A Portrait of Dementia

Cynthia Day held her Grandfather’s hand as he spoke. She knew that he would one day forget her name, or that they even had this conversation. “I am just going to enjoy this moment as long as I can,” her Grandfather said. “Me too. Grandpa, I love you.” “I love you so much too, dearContinue reading “A Portrait of Dementia”

Audition

She walked onto the stage, as the casting director called her name. You could see the whole world in her eyes, if only you would look into them for a minute. Her eyes glistened and you could almost see the pain in her eyes, bind  the tears. It was what had brought her to this moment.Continue reading “Audition”