Welcome to brokennerves.net
The blog and online portfolio of Melissa Dominic

Consider this a tiny crooked house at the end of an abandoned city street. Grasses growing wild against chain link fences, windows smudged with dirt. A peek through the glass betrays the perfect collection of books across the walls and the trinkets huddled together on the edges of tables. Consider the inside. A shuffle of papers, a laptop, some wires and a delicate tea cup, surrounded by items and items, a small life of small things. And at the end of the world, when it is all that is left, it is a document of moments strung together. It is the last standing house. It will be all we have left.

This is a map of a future we don’t yet live in. It is a place we have never been, yet we have always known about. All at once it is a field journal of my daily life, a storybook collection of my writing and my connective tissue to the world. It is a place to live inside of, it is my home.

brokennerves.net exists as a obscure reference to a reoccurring injury in a smattering of small stories about Kasey DeLauria. In these stories, Kasey is left with a hand that no longer feels, the nerves shot. Yet somehow he manages around it and still connects, still feels, still finds his place even when some part of him is broken. As an idea it is the part of us that is broken, the part of us that is scared but also the part of us that keeps going on and on and on.

The line between fiction and reality is blurred here. Within this site you will find inspirations, captured moments and artifacts. There will be small interconnections that bring strangers together and there will be things that pull everyone apart. I hope that you love it. I hope it somehow makes sense. If it does, please, let me know.