Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When the hotel elevator opened up to the lobby, I saw right away that things were amiss. Chairs and sofas were disheveled. A coffee table was turned over, missing a leg. There was rubbish and confetti strewn everywhere on the ground. I walked to the hotel manager and put out my hands in a questioning... Continue Reading →
(A version of this post ran in 2015.) The zombie chases me. He’s frothing at the mouth. His shirt and pants are ripped and he — more animal than human — walks with an uneven shuffle. I run up the stairs to get away. Even with his limp, he keeps coming. He’s now about ten... Continue Reading →
Most people start new projects and resolutions in January. We all want to start the year off on the right foot. It seems I've pushed up the calendar and have made November my month to try new things. I wrote last week in my post, Pulling an all-nighter, about signing up for NaNoWriMo. My goal... Continue Reading →
I refilled my soda, stretched my arms and sat back down. The hour was late and my roommates were all asleep. The only sound I heard was the hum of the refrigerator compressor. I was in the small kitchen/dining room area working on a paper. I had a twenty page paper due later in the... Continue Reading →
When we first had kids, my wife wanted a large table for us to all sit around at dinner time. She knew that we would have our share of ups and downs as a family. She wanted to make sure we had a place to come together for important meals and conversations. She's always been... Continue Reading →
Let's get ready to rumble. Last Sunday in the National League Playoff game against the Los Angeles Dodgers and the San Diego Padres, tempers flared on the field and in the Dodger Stadium stands. The second game of the series was delayed for 12 minutes after fans tossed baseballs and trash in the direction of... Continue Reading →
Some might say I'm opinionated. I like to think I'm wise. Tomayto, tomahto. I've noticed that some of my opinions put me in the minority. I don't mind though. I know I'm right. Here's what I mean: —The Beach Boys were blah. I love the water. I love the beach and I definitely love good... Continue Reading →
When I was kid, I wasn't big on staying overnight at my friend's houses. I scared easily in the night. I liked my own routine. Most important, I liked knowing where the bathroom was. The one house I didn’t mind staying over, though, was my friend Noah's house. I loved staying over there because he... Continue Reading →
Earlier this summer, my youngest son waffled on the date he needed us to pack up the SUV and take him back to school. He went back and forth seeing the merit and challenges of a couple of different options. It was a minor thing. My wife though looked at me. She expected me to... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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