Day 23) Wild Card

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 23, 2013 /

Egyptians. Assyrians. Greeks. Ancient civilizations taught by an ancient professor. I wondered what she looked like in earlier years. If her glass lenses were thinner and more chic, if her hair was longer and curled about the face as opposed to on top of it. Her print skirts, always matched with a pastel Oxford, would…

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Day 22) Wild Card

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 22, 2013 /

“Are we saying yes to the dress!?” The consultant gushed, her face rapt with ecstasy – feigned or genuine, it didn’t really matter. “Yes, we’re saying yes to the dress.” I tiredly repeated her question back as a statement, exhausted by the forced enthusiasm. Cheering from my entourage erupted. Truth be told, they seemed more…

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Day 21) Character iTunes Playlist

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 21, 2013 /

The character I created was a Southern gal called Courtney Wood Montgomery. Her iTunes top 10 playlist, I think, would look a little like this: Jolene, by Dolly Parton Poison & Wine, by The Civil Wars Folsom Prison Blues, by Johnny Cash Freebird, by Lynyrd Skynyrd Hurt, Johnny Cash cover The Forrest Gump Soundtrack Vienna,…

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Day 20) Daycare Day

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 20, 2013 /

We’re all here: me, Sam, Megan, and that kid’s name I can’t pronounce. Cookies on napkins. Juice in boxes. Toys all around.  A perfect Tuesday afternoon at daycare, if you ask me. When I was just a kid, I didn’t really like daycare. I threw one of the biggest tantrums of my life when mommy…

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Day 19) Share an excellent piece of writing that you’ve read recently.

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 19, 2013 /

The month of October has been a bit of a crazy train for me and my husband. (So, of course, I thought it would be a great month to do a daily writing challenge! LOL) In addition to normal life responsibilities, we’ve had two weeks of out-of-town travel and several other odds and ends like…

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Day 18) “My jaw dropped to the floor. I couldn’t believe…”

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 18, 2013 /

My jaw dropped to the floor. I couldn’t believe I was pregnant. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not to someone who wasn’t ready. Not to someone who can’t cook a decent meal. Not to someone who already has problems keeping a clean laundry basket. Not to a newlywed, for goodness’ sake! But it was happening.…

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Day 17) Write about pulling an all-nighter.

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 17, 2013 /

The All-Nighter as told by your alarm clock 10:00pm Crank up Pandora and pour the coffee. 10:02pm You can do this! You can totally do this. 10:15pm Dang, girl! You’re a studying BEAST! 10:20pm Sure it’s time for a little Facebook break, you’ve earned it! 10:30pm Alright, keep rolling sister! 10:50pm Bathroom break (all that coffee had to go somewhere,…

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Day 16) Write a monologue for the character you developed

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 16, 2013 /

If the name Clint Blackwell doesn’t sour your stomach, you must not be his daughter. I should know. I am. I wouldn’t have had to ever think about Clint Joel Blackwell again had it not been for needing to get my marriage license, which ended up being another mistake in its own right. On a…

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Day 15) Develop a character.

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 15, 2013 /

Courtney Wood Montgomery  Born: Union, South Carolina Age: Old enough to have known better. Height: Petite Relationship Status: Newlywed Likes: Summer nights, open fields, sweet iced tea, her mom’s sweet potato casserole Dislikes: Formalities, cats, her in-laws Greatest Accomplishment: Being the first in her family to graduate high school, not to mention college Deepest Fears:…

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Day 14) Wild Card

By Victoria Easter Wilson / October 14, 2013 /

Relationship statuses abound: single, engaged, married, divorced, jaded. You might be feeling blessed, happy, stressed; or you could just be checking in. The people who have kids wish they didn’t, and those who don’t wish they did. Opinions abound, especially those that are unsolicited. I won’t play Candy Crush Saga. I will, however, wish you a…

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