Lindsay Rae Brown
Lindsay Brown is a freelance writer who loves to give people a chuckle with relatable stories about everyday life.
Bondage-Clad Gingerbread Men
I love this time of year. There is a pristine white blanket of snow out my front window, the smell of fresh-baked cookies wafts through my home, and my children are extra nice because they know a jolly fat man is watching their every move and just waiting for them to fuck up.
Journaling Has Helped Me Separate My Work From My Identity
I was dealing with rejection long before I ever became a published writer. There's a good possibility that this is why I've been able to stick it out in this industry of sorry-not-for-us emails and crippling rebuffs.
Discovering The Magic Hour
4 AM is sweet and cold and soft. Birds sing their morning melodies, and the seconds split with the rapid flap of a horsefly’s wings. Crickets chirp in the field, and the big dog sits atop my cold toes while I sip black coffee, waiting for a pink and orange explosion of the sky.
There is a Ticking Coming From Inside My Body
Dear You, There is a ticking clock inside of you, even though you may not hear it yet. Now, the steady beating of time is dull and inconsequential. You are too bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, as Mom would say, to feel the weight of this invisible timer.
Can I Just Magic Away These Kidney Stones Before They Kill Me?
October 17th, 2010—1:56 AM I am 24 years old and 8 months pregnant. I’m perched atop my on-suite toilet, silently willing the baby growing inside me to move away from my bulging bladder. I’m trying to be quiet. I’m trying to be unobtrusive because I don’t want to wake up my husband or almost 2-year-old son.
How I Used Magic To Gain Fame and Popularity
I’ve always been a little bit magic. Not like, flying broomsticks magic, but the sort of magic that manifests from deep within the soul. I seem to be able to visualize things, and within weeks or months, there they are sitting in front of me.