Lindsay Rae Brown
Lindsay Brown is a freelance writer who loves to give people a chuckle with relatable stories about everyday life.
Funny Sells, Now Shut Up and Laugh
Hello and welcome, welcome, welcome! I am so excited to see all of your beautiful faces gathered here today. There is no greater pleasure for me than standing in front of a group of admirers and letting them in on the secrets to my extraordinarily successful and wildly fulfilled life.
Writing On Vocal Helped Me Reengage With The World
I've had quite a few low days lately. I tend to joke around about my mental health a lot in my writing, mentioning my frequent bouts of self-doubt and using humour as a way to deflect past trauma, but in truth— life is a battle. Yes, writing out my woes has always eased some of the anxiety I feel daily, but as with all things, eventually, simply writing it out doesn't cut it any longer.
The Woes of Working in Customer Service When You're Socially Awkward
It’s a darn good thing that this writing endeavour is (sort of) working out for me. At the very least, it’s enough to allow me to hold out for my job as a laundry attendant at the local event rental company I worked for pre-Covid. I was laid off last year because, well, nobody is getting married right now. Thus, no need for someone in the laundry room washing fine linens and puke-ridden napkins.
So You've Just Been Mistaken for Your Kid's Grandmother: What Now?
The Scene Your son and his friend have just been out for a fun afternoon of swimming. It's a new friend, so you haven't yet met the family. The mom had offered, via text message, to take your son swimming directly after school and said she would drop him off after they were done.
In Regards To My Recent GoFundMe Campaign To Build A Sex Room In My Garage
Dear (so-called) friends and family on my various social media networks, I wasn’t going to write this letter but after some consideration felt that it had to be said. After all, here I am, trying my best to get through these challenging times, and what am I faced with? Criticism and mocking.
The Rocky Horror Picture Show: Soundtrack Of My Soul
I’ve always had this problem of loving people a little too hard. It’s this tiny button that’s built inside of me, flashing relentlessly and saying, “All the people must love you, Lindsay, or you will not be loved at all,” so that’s fun.
Thoughts That Have Been Consuming My Brain Lately
1. Every day, I walk around with a bag of my dog’s shit in my hand. There Lucy (the dog) and I will be, strutting our stuff, shaking that ass down the sidewalk, and I’m literally holding a bag of her poo, thinking I’m super hot stuff. Literally, just swinging around a steaming bag of dog crap.
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