….because she'll fictionalize everything.
She'll write about things you have done to her, or things you never did for her. Personal essays, quotes, serialized fiction, and lifestyle notes from a writer who turns real life into story. Sometimes the shortest relationships leave the longest traces—like the t-shirt I kept from a three-week whirlwind. Read more in The T-Shirt I Kept From A Three-Week Relationship.
Who Is Brendolyn Marie?
Written under the names Brendolyn Marie and B.Marie, this blog has covered relationship reflections, quotes, and personal stories since it began. The About page describes the site as "anything but your average lifestyle blog" — a mix of "dope quotes to fashion faux pauxs" for readers of every kind.
All images and written content on the site are copyrighted, with written permission required for third-party use.
Sleeping With the Enemy
A serialized fiction piece, copyrighted 2016, exploring relationships and betrayal through chapters including Prelude, Bishop King, Santos, Nia McKay, Like Father Like Daughter, Langston Price, Demi Karrine Outlaw, and The Meeting. The "Langston Price" chapter follows a character named Nia through themes of deception within marriage.
Notes, Quotes & Reposts
Posts on the blog range from original reflections to shared pieces from outlets like Thought Catalog and other bloggers. A 2015 post, "A Moment in Time," quoted a monologue from the character Olivia Pope on secrets and stolen moments. A 2016 repost from Thought Catalog (originally by Brianna Wiest) explored the idea that giving up can be an act of courage. A 2013 post shared reflections from the blog "From Ashy to Classy" on the idea that a lifetime allows only three great loves.
A January 2017 post discussed the author's experience enrolling her son at KIPP Triumph Academy, a charter school in Saint Louis City.
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General Contact
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More From the Blog
Past features have also included "Nailed to Perfection," covering the Liquid Frosting Nail Color line and its 2013 St. Louis launch event, "A Girl's Night Out," co-hosted with Chic Stylez, LLC — a one-time celebration rather than an ongoing offering. A section called "The Style Files" has also gathered fashion-related posts.
Secrets and lies,
frozen in time,
waiting for something
that never comes.
She writes it anyway.
A writer's mind is a vault of memories, and every relationship becomes raw material. The things you whisper in the dark, the silences that stretch too long, the promises you made and broke—all of it finds its way onto the page. She doesn't write to embarrass or expose; she writes because that's how she makes sense of the world. Every glance, every argument, every moment of tenderness gets transformed into something permanent. When you date a writer, you are signing up to become a character in someone else's story. The question is not whether you'll appear, but how you'll be remembered. Have you ever held onto something that carries more weight than any words could? Why I keep a note that says nothing but matters everything explores that exact quiet ache.
There is a particular vulnerability in loving someone who documents everything. The writer watches you sleep, studies your habits, files away your quirks for later use. She turns your worst moments into cautionary tales and your best moments into something almost mythical. This is not cruelty—it is survival. Writing is how she processes pain, joy, fear, and love. If you are afraid of being seen clearly, of having your flaws cataloged in prose, then a writer is not the partner for you. She will love you deeply, but she will also hold up a mirror.
The title of this site is a warning wrapped in a confession. Never date a writer, it says, and yet here she is, writing about it anyway. The truth is that writers cannot help themselves. They fictionalize not to betray trust, but to understand it. Every relationship becomes a lesson, every heartbreak a chapter. If you find yourself in her words, take it as a sign that you mattered enough to be remembered. The page is a testament to the messy, beautiful, painful process of turning life into art. Read carefully—you might recognize yourself. I learned something about reinvention in a crowded room; the story of that night is in The Dress I Wore to a Party Where I Met Myself Again.