Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The shop manager at my local garage pulls me out of the waiting room. He talks in quick, muffled bursts and carries a clipboard that has billing sheet with an outline of a car. He points to the tires. I make out only a few words, but I definitely hear tire rotation and alignment. For... Continue Reading →
The sun is starting to set. There are dark shadows everywhere making it hard to see. I'm out for a quick run. My senses are on high alert. I see the guy walking towards me. I size him up. He's wearing a hoodie. But his jeans are baggie and falling down. He keeps needing to... Continue Reading →
I grunted "no." I didn't dare speak any clearer under my disguise or I would give away my identity. When I was ten or eleven, a local church had a Halloween party. You got dressed up in your Halloween costume and some of the older kids had to guess who was who. The last kid... Continue Reading →
(I first published this piece in February 2019. I've added a few extra items near the bottom of my list.) In the comic book world, Superman was brought to his knees by Kryptonite. He'd be kicking some bad guy's butt and Lex Luther or one villain or another would sneak some Kryptonite onto the scene... Continue Reading →
A giant skeleton hovers over the front yard. I'm sure you've seen similar ones. I'm guessing it stood 15 to 20 feet tall over the yard. The skeletons seem to be everywhere now. The homeowner also had a set of scary black and orange lights and miniature tomb stones. One head stone read Ichabod Crane.... Continue Reading →
I leaned in close to hear over the noisy bus. The driver kept shifting gears and it made especially hard to hear. Dana sat in his seat and let out a little smile. He knew that he had everyone's attention. He waited for the longest time and then started up again. “And then he ate... Continue Reading →
My wife and I were invited out recently to a large gathering. I knew a few people but even the ones I knew I didn't know all that well. Within a few minutes, I was a loss for words and found myself resorting to basic small talk. I wouldn't say I walked into my version... Continue Reading →
A few thoughts in my head today: --The Silent Treatment. I get out of my car. I parked in a wooded parking lot. However, I feel like I'm right next to the road. I walk a half mile along the trail. I'm in my thoughts. I'm still making the transition from driving. The trail starts... Continue Reading →
I ran this story in October 2016. My son was 12 years old and complaining about life's demands. It's interesting to look back on our conversation. He's a senior in college now. I doubt he'd want to go back in time. Funny though. I'd go back in a heartbeat -- just to see him at... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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