Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Two couples live next door to each on a cul-de-sac on a peaceful suburban street. They're friendly and everyone waves to each other as they come and go. They've each been married for twenty-some years and have two kids, a boy and a girl. One house has a Golden Retriever, the other a Labrador Retriever.... Continue Reading →
When I get frustrated with life, I like to remind myself: Stephen King received 30 rejections for his first novel, Carrie, before finally being published in 1974, and selling over a million copies in the first 12 months. Steven Spielberg was rejected three times to attend film school at the University of Southern California. He's... Continue Reading →
I've been in a crazy downward swirl lately. —I put my wallet down and two minutes later I can't remember where I put it. I ask my wife where the cell phone cord is that she just gave me. She looks at me strange. Of course, it's in my hand. "Duh, how'd that get there."... Continue Reading →
I'm not sure what made me do it. Most days I keep to a prepared schedule. When I start my work day, I like to tackle my highest priority items first. I'll try to work on a presentation that's coming due or, since there are fewer calls in the morning, I'll write the summary for... 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 →
I feel anger. I feel frustration and loss. I feel a rush of emotions, but mainly a numbing feeling. The anniversary of 9/11 comes up every year and I always try to take stock of what I'm feeling. I can never quite put my finger on the boiling pot of emotions that rage inside of... Continue Reading →
My wife has to think that I'm crazy. Last Friday, all I talked about was getting up early the next day and working in our yard. I had big plans to mow the yard and trim some bushes. I even made plans to clean out and rearrange our garage. I was going to get up... Continue Reading →
We come out of turn three and I race to the inside, slipping in between car #51 and #9. I imagine the anger that the driver of car #51 must be spewing towards me. I expect that he's raising his fist in fury at me. We've been trading spots all night, racing around the track... Continue Reading →
The things you think about at 3 o’clock in the morning and can’t sleep. I was sick recently and thought I would fall asleep with no problems. In reality, I slept for an hour and was up the rest of the stinkin' night, going back and forth with a make-shift conversation in my head. Oh,... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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