Cat and Mouse - Phillips, Jacquelyn

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Résumé :
My name is Roxanne Vaughn. Most people just call me Roxy. My parents call me a disappointment. I'm not gonna lie - I hate how much they detest me, but I've learned to embrace their skepticism. What better way to write poetry than to feel like an outcast? Insecure? Ugly? Stupid? Even writing about my failure in pre-med has earned me some notoriety in my creative writing classes. Although, some people believe I should write fiction. I don't know if I could do that. It would probably end up being some distorted version of my own sick reality. I'm originally from San Diego, the daughter of two well-known doctors, and the younger sister to the prodigal offspring. I moved to Rohnert Park to attend Sonoma State, to escape the pressures associated with living under my parents' roof, and to hopefully create some friendships along the way. I just so happened to meet two extremely different boys - one residing in San Diego, the other in Rohnert Park - on this journey to self-discovery. I just so happened to fall in love with both, but only one holds my heart in the palm of his hands. I promise you I'm not one of those typical party girls. Well, at least I wasn't when I first walked onto the Sonoma State campus. My three best girlfriends converted me to their religion of binge drinking and bad decisions. I guess you could say I live two lives. Three, if you count hiding in my bedroom to avoid the societal pressures suffocating me. I'm just a normal girl who puts her pants on one leg at a time. Except I'm sleeping with two different men every time I put on my pants. Life could be worse. I could be striving to live the life of a penniless poet, bussing tables to afford an education my parents refuse to pay for. I could also be in a relationship built off of a foundation of lies. I'm just a simple twenty-something year old girl looking for her place in life. Maybe you're in the same position as me. But if you've already figured out who you are - all of that soul searching nonsense - please don't rub it in my face. I'm a poet. I'm a bad daughter. I'm a loyal friend. I'm in love. I'm a mess. I'm working on it. It's just taking me a little bit longer than expected.

Biographie:
Jacquelyn Phillips is a graduate of San Diego State University, having attended Sonoma State University for the first two years of her undergraduate English Program. She then continued her school journey in grad school, obtaining her Master of Fine Arts in Fiction writing in 2016 at San Diego State University. She was the editor-in-chief of literary journal, pacificREVIEW, the Strangely Ever After edition in 2014, had her short story, Cinderella, published in literary journal Aztec Literary Review in 2013, and then had her short story, Power Surge, published in pacificREVIEW in 2016. She was the editor and co-writer of Amazon Best-Seller, ORCAstration, with former killer whale trainer, Rich Phillips. She writes many dark fairy tales and hopes to create a novel out of them one day, but she currently is working on The Games We Play series, which she began writing in 2011. She lives in San Diego and believes that such a great city should be put on the map in literature. Her cat, Gatsby, is her loyal pet, named after one of her favorite characters in literary history. She currently bartends and waitresses at a brewery, continuing to pursue her dream of becoming the next great author, hoping to inspire those who read to follow their dreams and never be afraid to fall in love.

Sommaire:
My name is Roxanne Vaughn. Most people just call me Roxy. My parents call me a disappointment. I'm not gonna lie - I hate how much they detest me, but I've learned to embrace their skepticism. What better way to write poetry than to feel like an outcast? Insecure? Ugly? Stupid? Even writing about my failure in pre-med has earned me some notoriety in my creative writing classes. Although, some people believe I should write fiction. I don't know if I could do that. It would probably end up being some distorted version of my own sick reality. I'm originally from San Diego, the daughter of two well-known doctors, and the younger sister to the prodigal offspring. I moved to Rohnert Park to attend Sonoma State, to escape the pressures associated with living under my parents' roof, and to hopefully create some friendships along the way. I just so happened to meet two extremely different boys - one residing in San Diego, the other in Rohnert Park - on this journey to self-discovery. I just so happened to fall in love with both, but only one holds my heart in the palm of his hands. I promise you I'm not one of those typical party girls. Well, at least I wasn't when I first walked onto the Sonoma State campus. My three best girlfriends converted me to their religion of binge drinking and bad decisions. I guess you could say I live two lives. Three, if you count hiding in my bedroom to avoid the societal pressures suffocating me. I'm just a normal girl who puts her pants on one leg at a time. Except I'm sleeping with two different men every time I put on my pants. Life could be worse. I could be striving to live the life of a penniless poet, bussing tables to afford an education my parents refuse to pay for. I could also be in a relationship built off of a foundation of lies. I'm just a simple twenty-something year old girl looking for her place in life. Maybe you're in the same position as me. But if you've already figured out who you are - all of that soul searching nonsense - please don't rub it in my face. I'm a poet. I'm a bad daughter. I'm a loyal friend. I'm in love. I'm a mess. I'm working on it. It's just taking me a little bit longer than expected. ...