Bronwyn Green

The Corner of Quirky & Kinky

Okay, so clear sign I was raised Catholic…I saw the blog topic in our list and was like, wait…indulgences? Are those still a thing? Then I got a clue and realized, that no…we weren’t talking Papal Indulgences, but normal people ones. *eyeroll* Anyway…guilty pleasures and indulgences. Let me think. Well, at the risk of turning […]

If I had to pick my favorite holiday, it’s got to be Halloween. It, conveniently, happens during my favorite time of the year, too. I love making costumes and dressing up. And, of course, there’s the candy. Even more than the candy, I love roasted pumpkin seeds–and not those weird ones you can buy. Those […]

First off,  a brief note: Apologies to anyone who tried to read this yesterday when it mistakenly posted. It wasn’t even close to finished. As it turns out, I cannot calendar. But, it’s finished now.   “Oh. My. God.” Andi gaped at me. “You look amazing, Hannah. Totally dead.” I added a little more black […]

I’ve always wanted an antique typewriter like this. But I feel like if I had one, this is how it would look 98.5% of the time. But, anyway, now that I’ve distracted you with that cute picture, I’m going to say something that’s going to be rather unpopular. I don’t believe writer’s block exists. I don’t believe […]

In the fall and winter, I’m usually a bit of a walking disaster. I have asthma and allergies and the the bastards frequently gang up on me and invite all the cold germs up in here. My husband frequently refers to me as, “The Plague Maiden.” I can usually tell when I’m getting sick because […]

It’s another wordless Wednesday in which I’ll likely use words and generally be a rule breaker. But these are just a few pictures of things that happened this summer, places I went, people I was with and our two new kittens, Kitsune and Loki. Peonies in my mom’s garden.  Of course, right after I took this […]

Okay, so it’s no secret, I hate cooking. I’m not an awful cook or anything, I just don’t like doing it. Okay, there was than one time I made some kind of orange chicken dish and even the cats wouldn’t eat it, but it was my first (and last) time using that recipe. But, without […]

  “What the fuck am I supposed to do with this?” Kylie demanded. “Manners, Kylie,” he mother said. Hollis rolled her eyes at her cousin. She would have thought that maybe…just maybe, Kylie would have outgrown her overblown sense of entitlement. Nope. She was just as much of a bitch as ever. And her aunt […]