Kent Brindley
Smalltown guy from Southwest Michigan
Lifelong aspiring author here; complete with a few self-published works always looking for more.
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[Metahumans; humanity born with extra-normal powers and abilities. They know not who they are at birth; their powers begin to manifest if their teenage years. As teenagers, they are naturally confused and feel misunderstood by a world that they simply want to share with their “normal” neighbors. Does tomorrow belong to unity; or to division…? I’m Raymond Jenks; this social science study is my life’s work…]
Kent BrindleyPublished 2 days ago in FictionWhere Is The Heart
A home Is not always four walls, a ceiling, and the luxuries of a house. A home Is built on love. Fosters understanding.
Kent BrindleyPublished 6 days ago in PoetsWEAVERS
"He's gone!" "But where...?" "...and for how long?" "...The Storyweaver is fine. Right now, we should tend to our healing allies."
Kent BrindleyPublished 7 days ago in Fiction
THE BACHELOR IN ETHERIA
The Sorceress's portal did indeed spit us out in Etheria; for all of my times watching "He-Man," I religiously paid close attention to "She-Ra" as well. Nevertheless, as Adam and Cringer emerged from the portal as well, I glanced around to realize that this was not the Whispering Woods of the Rebel Camp. Then again, it was clearly not the Horde's Fright Zone either.
Kent BrindleyPublished 9 days ago in Fiction
Taking Back Eternia
I am the Storyweaver, Eternian Historian and, now, soldier for its freedom from tyrannical bullying! Only four others share this journey. My new pals...
Kent BrindleyPublished 11 days ago in FictionThe Eternian Historian
I am Kent, man of Southwest Michigan, and THE sole living historian of Eternian lore! This is Orko, my little pal. Fabulous...
Kent BrindleyPublished 13 days ago in FictionTo Eternia
It had been another rather fruitless night in customer service (at least it had been at the "fun" customer service job and it was a weekend). I had clocked out of my shift, visited with some of the girls down at the bars, and gone home (on foot) to a life in my parents' house in the community that I had grown up in. No; NONE of my peers (especially the women who interested ME) were to know who I hung my hat with when I hotfooted it from town to home. They already knew that I was unlicensed and that "work" was two part-time jobs. This WASN'T the life that I had dreamed about...
Kent BrindleyPublished 13 days ago in FictionSemi-Colon
TRIGGER WARNING: THIS POST EXPLORES THE DEPTHS OF MENTAL HEALTH AWARENESS; INCLUDING, TO SOME POINT, SUICIDE AWARENESS. September 10 of each year is World Suicide Prevention Day in order to raise awareness for mental health; especially for the signs of those around us who may be toying with the notion of suicide. I will have to get more personal than usual about this subject in this piece. You may read something that resonates with you; you may even read something that makes you feel uncomfortable.
Kent BrindleyPublished 16 days ago in Longevity
