Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I feel fortunate some days to be upright and walking, none the worse for wear. It’s a mean, cruel world out there, but somehow I've survived. Think I'm joking. Here’s some of the things that I’ve survived in my short life: --Playing on 70’s playground equipment. Think metal monkey bars . . . nothing more... Continue Reading →
I check my smartphone and it seems like the tech giants of the internet come out with new and improved apps every day. It doesn’t matter if it’s a new game or a photo editing tool or a time management app, they all promise the world. These new apps got me thinking about a few... Continue Reading →
Someone I trusted many years ago gave me some advice recently on my writing. The advice was short and to the point: stop writing my blog. He argued that I was sharing too much information and inferred that I was making a fool of myself. He expressed concerns too about WordPress, the extremely popular content management... Continue Reading →
I was traveling recently in South Carolina and I looked up into my rearview mirror and my heart sank. A police car with flashing red and blue lights stared back at me. I didn’t think I was going all that fast, but I also knew that my mind was racing in a million different directions... Continue Reading →
While I enjoy a well-written passage, I try not to fret too much over hard-and-fast writing rules. I suspect it’s having spent too much time with too many know-it-all engineers and business folk over the years (you all know who you are) and having listened one too many times to how important their jobs are... Continue Reading →
My daughter and son graduate this week, one from college, one from basic training. I have a million thoughts racing through my mind: memories of them as young kids; long talks that we’ve had about what they wanted to do with their lives; and the challenges they’ve overcome. They've worked so hard to get to... Continue Reading →
I held my daughter close to my chest, tried to be as still as possible, and sang her one lullaby after another. I squinted my eyes trying my best to read my watch in the dark, but couldn’t see the numbers. I was frustrated and tired, but I needed to get my daughter to sleep,... Continue Reading →
When I ran into school troubles, when I felt like I didn’t fit-in with friends, when life seemed challenging, one place served as a refuge. When I struggled as a kid, I had one place I could go to get away. I liked the baseball diamond, football field, and basketball court. They were first loves,... Continue Reading →
I’m not sure how it came up over dinner, but when I was a very young kid, my father grumbled about a woman that he worked with at the local steel plant, claiming that she had taken her job from another man. My father’s arms were waving, his voice had gotten louder, and a little... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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