
Marie Wilson
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Harper Collins published my novel "The Gorgeous Girls". My feature film screenplay "Sideshow Bandit" has won several awards at film festivals. I have a new feature film screenplay called "A Girl Like I" and it's looking for a producer.
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All You Really Need Is Empathy
Helen is having a sarcasmgasm on Facebook. She read an opinion piece in The New York Times and thought it was "full of bullshit" so she posted about it, laying on the sarcasm. Helen often uses the quote: “I’d give up sarcasm but that would leave interpretive dancing as my only way of communicating.” She adds: “And you don’t want to see that.”
By Marie Wilson4 years ago in Humans
The Notorious Ward
St. John’s Ward was a festering pool of poverty & disease located in the heart of Toronto in the 19th & 20th centuries. Known simply as The Ward, the area was defined by its border streets: College, Yonge, University & Queen. It housed the city’s poorest: people who had travelled from afar looking for a brighter future, who then did their best to set up housekeeping in Toronto’s worst slum.
By Marie Wilson4 years ago in Humans
Beautiful Nixie
Beautiful Joe was a dog whose owner beat him and cut off his ears and tail. In 1894, Marshall Saunders wrote “Beautiful Joe”, a novel based on the true story of this tortured dog. Her book led the charge for the humane treatment of animals everywhere.
By Marie Wilson4 years ago in Petlife
Pearls
Melting - My friend's Valentine's Day party is dotted with chocolate of every kind and shape, including the handcuffs I'm nibbling on. Hearts abound - paper, ceramic, neon, lace, cinnamon, pewter, you name it. I'm taking it all in when a man asks me to find him the cherry in a large box of chocolates sitting on a sideboard.
By Marie Wilson5 years ago in Humans
In the Time of Your Life, Live
We named her Seven. But my youngest wasn't sold on the name, so I took the red magnetic 9 off our fridge, placed it in the kitten's dish and said: "Wouldn't it be funny if Seven ate 9?" That rocked my four year old's body with laughter and from then on Seven was our new cat's official name. My eldest always called her Sevy.
By Marie Wilson5 years ago in Petlife












