V.V. Valentine


I’m an essayist, humanist, and part-time anarchist; a cis-gendered, not entirely straight vanilla woman who currently shares a bed with my sixty pound rescue dog, Sparky. We cuddle. We spoon. When I roll out of bed in the morning and my hair’s a disaster and I seriously need to brush my teeth, he doesn’t judge me for it.

I make a living walking dogs, but I’d much rather make a living writing. I know, me and a million other people. So, anyway, I’ve got this website and, if you like what you read here, you can also find me on medium.com where I contribute poetry, photography, personal essays, and humor for some great Medium publications.

Just look for VV Valentine!

Latest Posts

A Long Weight To Go

So, I just read this super thought provoking article in The Atlantic about cognitive dissonance. “Cognitive dissonance, coined by Leon Festinger in the 1950s, describes

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Nova Vita

What a delight. This lovely garnet hued wine is lightly smokey and spicy and raspberry nicey. Smooth and leggy. Nova Vita Old Vine Zinfandel, 2018,

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I am a second generation Mexican-American on my father’s side, and a third generation Polish-American on my mother’s. I never considered my ethnicity when I

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I Believe Doctor Ford

I Believe Doctor Ford (Originally posted on Facebook Sept. 29, 2018) Like pretty much everyone on Thursday, September 27th, I was absolutely riveted by the

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Staying In

So, I just read about this new hidden cocktail bar on Facebook located somewhere around 6th and LaBrea. Ultra Don Draper cool and retro, with

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