-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
1,600
Average Word Goal Per Day
2,411
Word Count of Latest Post
50,148
Total Word Count
Outside of the control room, Angel stood with me and asked, “So… you saw the primary issue with this realm so far. Your supercomputer powers the lighthouse above, but it stalls out and shuts down at times due to its overheating. You noticed several frayed wires in your control room, yet, I bet there are…
Angel gave me a questioning look, looked back at the monument of the puppy, and then nodded in understanding. We walked up the path to an intersecting lane that led back through the forest and back to the large pond. This time, we had come out on the right side of the pond closer to…
I hit the bottom of the pool. For a moment, the pool was silent beyond the small clicks I could hear as my ears adjusted to the pressure. I leaned into the pressure and let the rest of my air out with a deep scream I had been holding for years. It didn’t matter, right?…
Angel smiled softly to himself as if sharing a private thought. “So I can’t die then?” “Well… let’s just say, you can die, and will die, but death has many layers and dimensions to it.” “But I thought you just said that my heart has that ‘special payment’?” “Oh it totally does. That immediately tells…
I jolted out of my reverie and in the direction the executioner was staring in. He stared out across the pond. The koi fish happily played with each other just underneath the water’s surface. He hesitated, then asked, “So how’d it feel to lose all feeling in your head there?” “Huh? Oh? That?” The question…
Disclaimer: This work is part-memoir; “large” part-fiction, meant to help the reader understand the inner workings of a woman with deep faith and a crazy imagination. This work is my best attempt to make sense of some of the craziest curveballs life has thrown at me and at history. For privacy reasons, you may notice…
So I had a bit of a breakdown… Or maybe it was actually a major breakdown. After spending the entire Summer of 2022 on disability and then finding out later that year that I actually had a lifelong neurological disease, I guess you could say that I was more than a little traumatized from it…
…as you already know, I’m Brittany. You’ll hear me say that I’m “Just Brittany” often. There’s a reason for that.
Just Brittany 