Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Oh, my teacher meant well. My seventh-grade teacher tried to introduce my class to the joy of poetry. She tasked us with finding a poem that we liked and then reciting it from memory to rest of the class. We had a limited selection of poems to choose. Half of the class, meaning most of... Continue Reading →
(A short story on what happens when bad weather forces Santa Claus to make a brief stop on his Christmas Eve journey.) Santa Claus looked down at the gauges on his sleigh. They were teetering close to the danger zone. The swirling snow was tossing and turning his little sleigh and the weather wasn't getting... Continue Reading →
Sometimes things happen and when you see them, you're so much in agreement that you find yourself shouting out in agreement. You know what I mean. You're in line at the convenience store and your son sends you a text that he's getting a raise or been accepted into the school of his choice. Of... Continue Reading →
My wife called up from the first floor asking when I would be coming down. I acted like I didn’t hear her and kept working. A few minutes later, she asked again. I played innocent. I told her that I hadn’t heard her the first time and asked for ten minutes. Twenty-five minutes later, she... Continue Reading →
I would be angry, the frustration would build up, and the tears would come, but I didn't really have much of a way to stop them. I would promise myself that I would speak better the next time, I would speak slower, and the words would be clearer. When I think about my stutter and... Continue Reading →
(Reposted from December 2019.) The teacher stood over me like an angry giant. Looking back now I’m guessing that he couldn’t have been more than 5’8 or 5’9 tall and probably just graduated from college, but to my eyes, he held a position of authority, seemed pleased to catch his prey out of the classroom,... Continue Reading →
When my wife and I saw our chance this week, we took it. We gave our best impression of Bonnie and Clyde being chased by the cops and made a run for it — me in the driver's seat, speeding down a hilly, country road, her, my cool, calm, and collected right hand, giving me... Continue Reading →
Sometimes you have thoughts that boil underneath the surface. You think about them and you push them back, but they keep coming up in your thoughts. Sometimes they're about important issues that touch everyone, sometimes it's about silly stuff that affects only a few people in your life. Anyway, I feel like I keep having... Continue Reading →
One of my favorite facets of writing a blog or a shot story is that you often go in with an idea of what you want to write. You have some general thoughts and ideas, you might even map out an outline. You start writing and the words come slow at first, but then they... Continue Reading →
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