Selling something? You probably need a writer.

Many small business owners try to save money by writing their own content – only to find that meaningful content takes more time to create than they initially thought. That's where I come in! I have a knack for helping people discover fresh new ways to tell their story - whether that is blog posts,... Continue Reading →

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Writing Prompt

I meander around the empty house, confined by the vow of my life sentence. I eat, but I am still hungry. I sleep, but I am still tired. The touch of emptiness cloaks me like the familiarity of a favorite blanket. As I pass through the hallway to retrieve more wine from the kitchen, I... Continue Reading →

A Bridge to Nowhere

The wedding is over. The pictures are done. We are enjoying a toast to the happy couple in the middle of a glorious wooden bridge that stretches the harbor in the warehouse district. The clouds have begun to roll across the sky, obliterating any chance of starlight this evening. Turning back to the task at... Continue Reading →

Manufactured Loneliness

The way you roll your eyes, your death grip sighs, no one is welcome here. I think such a pity, a girl made pretty, so full of ugliness. We came for a drink, wouldn't you think, a warless POW would cheer. Our happy convention, absent of contention,  wounded in manufactured loneliness.   Courtesy of Brandi... Continue Reading →

Who is Douglas?

A couple of weeks ago I brought you an excerpt from The Ghosts of Shelby Fierce that explored Shelby's ghost, Louis. Today I bring you the hot-headed Douglas. All at once I'm transported back to a drab bedroom. White walls. Worn beige carpet. Cheap brass colored plastic fixtures, remnants of the 80s. Suffocation. I know... Continue Reading →

Faded Photographs

Hello readers! Check out this piece I am working on - what do you think about creating a short story out of the work? If anybody has any feedback I'd love to hear it! A fictional work by Brandi L. Holder She has always known that he was the one that got away.  She knew... Continue Reading →

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