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From New Orleans: With Awe And Wonder (Excerpt From “My Little Book of Essays”)

Written, approximately, one year before Hurricane Katrina. I’m reworking it now so it will be much longer, and hopefully better, but this is the original… all those many years ago.

From New Orleans: With Awe And Wonder

by Senator Brett

It hit me like a ton of bricks. Like an unseen predator waiting in the shadows it Continue reading


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Old Man McCarron (Excerpt from “The Ongoing Lives of Andre”)

Old Man McCarron hung his raincoat on the coat rack directly behind his front door and carefully leaned the umbrella into its usual place behind it as he entered his gray, one-story duplex half in the historic part of town. Almost by instinct he glanced over towards the small desk that had found a home in the corner immediately to his right to check and see if his answering machine had been doing its job while he’d been out. The frightfully small desk was Continue reading


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Something in The Middle of Nothing (Excerpt from “My Little Book of Essays”)

I wrote this when I was nineteen, or twenty. I forget. Anyway, I worked at The Galleria in Houston in retail sales at a now defunct clothing store. For those of you that have never been there, The Galleria has an ice rink on the bottom level, located amidst the stores and restaurants that line Floor One, it serves as not only a tourist attraction, but also a serious training facility. After the normal ice rink hours are over the rink is reserved for “personal” training. And, it’s not scrubs that skate there at that time… medaled Olympians have skated there. Continue reading


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For Mom… (Written a long time ago)

I actually wrote this in my early twenties, right after my grandfather passed way. And, since I know that there are those close to me, and others not close to me, who have gone through some hard times here lately I thought I might share what I thought those many years ago. I wish you all hope, love and endless comfort. :)

Also, it is my hope that I’ve become a better writer since then… but, doubtful I am. :)

For Mom…

by Senator Brett

This is for my mother. It might get sad… it might get syrupy. I make no apologies whatsoever.
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To The Crying Girl Who Made Me Think (Excerpt from “My Little Book of Essays”)

I wrote this quite a few years back (maybe 16 years ago, maybe a little more) and never really got around to getting it to where I wanted it. As I was working on some things tonight I came across it again and thought that maybe I’d pass it along.

Just so you know… I wrote the original part of this on the plane and gave it to the girl after I collected my luggage. When I got home I sat down at my desk and did my best to reconstruct the letter. I think it is pretty close to what I originally wrote, but I can’t be certain of that fact. And, since that time I have often wondered if she ever read it, or if it helped her at all. I hope it did. And, if it did not… well, I know it helped me. And, maybe, just maybe, for some of you… it might help, as well.
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Conflicted Pastor – My Obsession (Part I)

My Obsession: Part I

by Conflicted Pastor

I have long been obsessed with hearing the voice of God. Or, at least, hearing someone tell me what the voice of God said to them, preferably about me. Through all of the ups and downs of my Christian life I have always Continue reading


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For August: With Love And Suspense (Part IV)

For August: With Love And Squalor (Part IV)

by Senator Brett

Orione strode over to where Princess Anel had left Breann and took the pony’s reins in his hands and guided the pony over to the princess. “Here, get on. We will head back to Continue reading

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