Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I had plenty of things I wanted to tell the couple. The thoughts floated in and out of my head like colorful fireworks going off on a clear Fourth of July night. They would blast onto the scene, make a bright entrance, and then disappear into a dark void. I wanted to tell them to... Continue Reading →
I walked out of the back door of the courthouse, focused on my thoughts. I was working as a small-town newspaper reporter in Virginia and needed to get back to the office to write up my story for the next day’s paper. When I returned to my desk, I would be pressed for time, so... Continue Reading →
Our family dog Nittany laid glassy-eyed on the sofa cushion next to me. When I got up to go into the kitchen, she lay still. When I opened up the refrigerator, she barely even registered a look. Now normally in our house, Nittany, a 12-year-old Lhasa Apsa – Bichon Frise mix, knows where everyone is... Continue Reading →
My wife walked into our bedroom closet and came out with a few outfits that she laid on the bed. She added a couple shirts and other things from a drawer. We still had a couple of days until we left for our weekend away, but her packing was coming together. Of course, you have... Continue Reading →
Let me just say it: we stink as listeners. We all do. For those still talking and not paying attention in the back, let me repeat, “we stink as listeners.” Let me explain: I’ve noticed lately that listening skills are not what they used to be, mine, yours, and every one else. For example, I... Continue Reading →
A grim-faced policeman stood in front of a yellow barricade. He was stopping anyone from passing. When I showed him my press pass, he let me go, but said I would have to leave my car and walk the rest of the way. The fast-moving F3 tornado, with peak winds between 150 and 206 mph,... Continue Reading →
The hare boasted to all the animals, “I have never been beaten.” Of course, he became full of his own power, took a nap, and lost to the slowest of creatures, the tortoise. The race is not always to the swift. The deceitful wolf went hungry until it dressed up like a sheep and led... Continue Reading →
The jet landed on the tarmac and my seat started instantly vibrating. The pilot quickly pulled back on the brakes and we slowed after a short while to a slow roll. When we started our trip, we looked out over the gray clouds. With us now stopped, I looked out the plane window to see... Continue Reading →
If you're moving to the Phoenix - Scottsdale area and have children, the elementary schools are top rate, the middle schools so-so, and the high schools, well, just forget it, you may as well just keel over and die now, they're the absolute worst on the planet. I haven't set foot in the city in... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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