Marie Wilson

Joined February 2021

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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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Love Harder. Top Story - May 2023.
Amidst all the attempts to erase trans folks, there is good news. Journalist Erin Reed of Erin in the Morning writes (2024):
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Pride
In the Cool Night Air Like Shalimar
Softly by Gordon Lightfoot: This song is inextricably and forever linked to my first bottle of perfume. I turned 14 when the album The Way I Feel came out. I got it and the perfume, called Somewhere, for my birthday.
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Beat
Sideshow Bandit
1976. A film crew for The Six Million Dollar Man discovers something odd about a day-glo dummy hanging in a Laff-in-the-Dark ride at Long Beach, California. Setting up to shoot a scene, a techie tries to move the neon orange mannequin but its arm falls off, revealing sinew.
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in History
Rock On. Runner-Up in Ludicrous Limerick Challenge. Top Story - December 2025.
You just can't avoid getting older. It's a burden we all have to shoulder. You can simply survive. Or learn how to thrive.
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Poets
Always With Me
Sun-warmed brindle snout, mud puddles for splashing in: wind-swept memories.
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Poets
Cinemama
Stella looks like an over-tinselled Christmas tree: not an artificial one, mind you, for if ever a heart beat true, it’s the heart of Stella Dallas ('37).
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Humans
The Pink Table
I had a little table the colour of magnolia petals. Silently through the years it lent its ceramic-tiled surface to tea parties and colouring fests;
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Poets
Not Until
Growling like a tiger, howling at moonbeams, tripping the light fantastic, fantastic in your blue jeans. Up where shadows lurk in eaves
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Poets
Leaping Into Eternity. Content Warning.
Shiny new rollerblades reflect Christmas tree lights. Kneepads lie forlorn like forgotten babies, but it is evident that their black hardness will not protect
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Poets
Dog Dreams
A sapphire hound howls at an aquamarine moon jewels in the night
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Poets
I'm Not a Gambling Addict...Am I?
How could I lose on a machine based on my favourite movie? I discovered this flashing spectacle of raz-ma-taz on my first visit to a casino and I couldn't wait to feed it a twenty dollar bill.
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Humans
Passing in Technicolor
Laurence Olivier and a black fog descend on London. Traffic teams, neon signs glimmer, silhouettes deepen and all turn a darker shade of grey in the depths of night. Olivier is forced to hole up in a hotel due to the weather.
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Confessions