I’m Elizabeth Brown and I write whatever comes to mind - erotica, fiction, erotic fiction, and so many others I haven’t even discovered. Care to explore just the tip?
Confessions of an Angry Woman
Do you ever feel as if you constantly draw the short straw? If so, then welcome to my life.... Let me start by saying I am well aware of my overall position in life. That what I am about to describe could be considered "first world problems". That what I do have is more than some other people out there. But that doesn't mean I have to like it or that life isn't a struggle. Life struggles look different for everyone - this is what is looks like for me....
Ode to Joy
It's been a while since I've written any poetry so go easy on me. To be honest, I'm not even sure what I wrote constitutes as a poem...This is also the first time I've written anything "on command" and is far outside of my comfort zone. But that's the point of some of this, for me to get out of my head and do things that are uncomfortable....
- Top Story - August 2023
Why am I here?Top Story - August 2023
After reading some stories from others who have confessed their reasons for writing, I am inspired to share my own. The pandemic has changed me in ways I never expected but let's be honest, anyone who says the pandemic didn't change them in some way, shape, or form, is telling a bold faced lie. I am a 39 year old female and feel as if I could be the poster child of late in life diagnosis of ADHD and Anxiety. I'll spare you the details of my medication journey since I've covered that in another story (No Manual for This). I am now medication free and learning to navigate life with two mental illnesses that feed off of each other and can keep me incredibly high strung if I let them.
The Chieftain Returns
“My husband returns from battle today. Make sure the room is prepared for his arrival”. “Yes, my Lady” I respond as she walks away. I am Hilda Strand and I am bound to Lady Sigrid Ragnulf. I am her protector and she is mine. Together we protect and defend the village while her husband, Lief Ragnulf, Jarl of Greyhavens, fights in battles along side our King. I am also Lady Ragnulf’s lover while the Jarl is away. The three of us have a revolving relationship where no one really knows who is ruler, wife, or maid. Only we know who is who and that’s how we like it.
The above image is not mine and I have given credit to where it came from at the bottom of this article.... As I'm sitting here watching the director's cut of Hell House LLC (which, btw, I am enjoying a lot more than I thought I would) my mind is focused on the paranormal.
No Manual For This
I took this picture while wandering around the countryside of Kansas somewhere between Lawrence and Atchison. From this angle, it very much captures the hopelessness of life post COVID. For the sake of this story and anyone I know who may see this - hopelessness does not mean a desire for life to end.