Brynna Standen
Brynna Standen
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How to Rewrite Yourself: Just Add Glitter

I’ve written and rewritten this sentence 200 times. No I haven’t. That guy right there was a one-shot hit. But I wanted to make this point: You wouldn’t know either way. The world would be none the wiser if, behind…

The Difference Between Blues and Rainbows Is Just A Little Bit of Light

In January of 2014 I moved from New York City to Florence, Italy. In the almost four years since then I’ve ping-ponged from Florence, back to New York, and to Florence again. Southeast Asia was next, then Massachusetts, Tanzania after…

1,800 Miles to Your Brand New Life

Driving alone eight hours at a time, gorging oneself on bean tacos, Krispy Kreme donuts and Mountain Dew Code Red isn’t the sexiest way to conduct a road trip. But I’ll tell you without shame… it was certainly my way.…

I Write About My Life and Post it on the Internet, Even When it Isn’t This Picture Perfect. Am I Out of My Mind?

Until last year, when I started writing freelance articles with a social narrative and drafting my first Sci-Fi novel, I had never known I could write about anything other than my life, as I see it. I guess we can…

The Feed: The Platform for Creatives to be Creative

Hello darlings, I’m Brynna and I’m the Editor in Chief of The Feed — An online community geared toward those who appreciate creativity, and written by an established community of thinkers and artists covering life from every angle. I say…

Ever Been on A Date in An Old, Italian Church?

Before I had a boyfriend, I had Florence. And man, I dated that city hard. I would take myself out for a prosecco each afternoon. Lovely lunches on sunny days with fresh bruschetta, fine cheeses and a good a book.…

You Have Made Me into Art

I’m lying on my back in the grass when suddenly I feel the roots rising up from the dirt   I feel them even before they begin poking through my flesh Innate intuition A union with the divine I sense…

A Tale of Manic Depression WARNING: Don’t read this if you’re of sound mind

When you’re sad for a long time it becomes a bit of a habit Like an after-school snack or regular exercise… or… or… Puking after every meal Habit, see? How can you ever be anything but sad? It’s just the…

How A Deck of Cards Can Acquaint You With Your Truest Self

I am a wild Thing. A wild, witchy Thing, at that. One that sings songs to the universe. One that feels as deeply as the oceans and dreams all the way up to the constellations I’ve committed to memory. I’m…

A Quarter Life Crisis and A Middle Finger Is All You Need to Change Everything

I think I’m on the brink of a glorious, third wave, quarter life crisis. “Three life crises!?” you undoubtedly gasp. “But how, you melodramatic sapling? You are only but 25!” Enough scoffing, fictitious faultfinder. Let me explain… So maybe ‘life…