Kent Brindley
Bio
Smalltown guy from Southwest Michigan
Lifelong aspiring author here; complete with a few self-published works always looking for more.
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Stories (161/0)
Avenger
In the vacuum of space, no one can hear you scream; or so it seemed… The starship, Avenger, was on its voyage into the stars to explore new worlds. Its brave crew was about to experiment with the warning about being able to scream in space… The Crew: Captain John Casey; bold and brilliant, a man of action. Chief Medical Officer Riley Sheppard; Data analysis, Chef, Doctor. Copilot. "Gunny" Andres Scott; Grunt and weapons specialist, pilot. Youthful and dependable. Dr. Renard Scalan; leading astronomer, cosmonaut. Smart; but conniving. Very much a dreamer, he can be stubborn...
By Kent Brindley9 months ago in Fiction
BULLET
Why was I on this train? Where was it going? When would it stop? Who AM I??? A deluge of questions rattled around in the man's mind as he struggled back to consciousness. To get a look at his own reflection in the mirror, his disheveled, if at least clean-shaven, appearance made him appear to be in his mid-forties. He fished around in his jacket pocket for...anything.
By Kent Brindley10 months ago in Fiction
Building a Better Ally
Hey, Vocal Community. There are a few days left to June, so I feel like it should be safe to come right out and say this (that; and I, nor anyone else, should ever have to feel ashamed or afraid of a calendar date to speak the truth of their experience).
By Kent Brindley11 months ago in Pride
Dragon Riders of Paranon
There weren't always dragons in the valley. The valleyway was meant for a free humanity, protected by the Warrior Men from anything that looked like it could be a threat. The sorceresses of Paranon could stay to the mountains and work their witchcraft on one another all that they saw fit. The dragons and likewise beasts just basically existed to themselves away from a humanity who might misjudge or misuse them. The FIRST of the dragons to arrive in the Valley of Paranon, the smallest of the young, did not arrive there by accident...
By Kent Brindleyabout a year ago in Fiction
The Pedestrian’s Tale
Kent Brindley; FitBit Enthusiast, Walker (mostly by choice), and Pedestrian Advocate by necessity. Nice to meet you. We here in my hometown are approaching the Summer season again with far more vehicle traffic and a lot more foot traffic to boot.
By Kent Brindleyabout a year ago in Humans
Destination of Dreams
"New land." "New opportunities." "Same old dreams." That is what Peter Duncan had always sought. He was of a very affluent lineage in the United Kingdom and could have ridden the coattails of his family's three-generation's-old banking business. That had never been an aspiration for Peter, fresh out of university and looking for his escape. His family called him a stubborn dreamer; his own friends said that he was unrealistic in his expectations and aspirations for the world around him. Peter was determined that they were wrong; he admitted to being a romantic and, therefore, of romanticizing what his next venture could come up with for him. However, his expectations weren't so "unrealistic" or "simply achievable in dreams" to him. Following in his father's footsteps, after his grandfather's, into the banking industry would have been a simplistic goal; he was determined that there was a new world outside of Europe's borders with any plethora of new opportunities. Furthermore, he was convinced that he was traveling with the one person who seemed to understand him...
By Kent Brindleyabout a year ago in Fiction
FREE
The Fairwind had sailed out of sight long ago with the injured warriors from Vandar. Eberon, Vandar's most famous warrior, had been among the injured and, to the average onlooker, that sounded like a great loss to freedom. Nonetheless, the freed slaves atop Highcliff deserved to celebrate their own efforts to fight for liberty; yet, it wasn't Princess Ki-la of Vandar's place to shatter the illusion of who Eberon, the Mighty, truly was as a person...
By Kent Brindleyabout a year ago in Fiction
