Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Late in the 1985 movie Back to the Future, Christopher Lloyd's character Dr. Emmett Brown tells Marty that things have changed. "Roads? Where we're going, we don't need roads." I thought of that scene recently when fellow blogger Vicki Atkinson wrote about her love of the ellipsis. I too like the ellipsis, but I have my... Continue Reading →
I got an email the other day from a financial institution about how to watch out for scam emails and sites looking to expose users to malware and identity theft. Warnings like that always get my attention because they tap into my fears. The email explained that scams are on the rise and offered a... Continue Reading →
I rarely if ever leave two spaces at the end of a sentence. I'm good about remembering the Oxford comma. I'm adamant about choosing the correct version of there, their, or they're, but I still have my grammar challenges. I've talked about some of my hurdles in past blog posts. In my post Confusing Rules,... Continue Reading →
I looked behind me and saw the red flashing lights. I sat back in my seat disgusted, I was being pulled over. When I was completely stopped, the police officer stepped out of his squad car and slowly made his way to my car. He wore shiny Ray-Ban Aviator sunglasses and motioned for me to... Continue Reading →
A longtime friend recently praised one of my blogs. I was touched by her feedback, but admitted that I often feel like an imposter. I told her that it's hard for me to evaluate my work anymore. There are some things I like, but there are some things I hate. I'm like an actor that... Continue Reading →
I got in my car and felt like crud, lower than dog poo on the bottom of your shoe. I had been putting in tons of hours at work, extra hours each evening and again on the weekend. For once, I was hoping to leave early, but it wasn’t in the cards, one fire cropped... Continue Reading →
My college professor handed back my paper with red ink up and down both edges. My heart sank looking at the mess. I walked out of the classroom heartbroken. I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my body. I skipped the rest of my afternoon classes. I was in no mood for... Continue Reading →
I saw the letter and quickly handed it to my wife. I’ve been a writer for much of my professional life, but I’ve noticed something new lately, when it comes to the printed word, I have absolutely no patience for bureaucratic double-talk and jargon. The letter was a simple note from our state Department of... Continue Reading →
I sprinted ten yards, stopped immediately to a brisk walk for a few paces and then sprinted again for another ten yards. I hadn’t even finished the first week of summer classes and I was already late to my first class. I had an early morning English 101 class, an introductory General Education class, that... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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