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Possibly Offensive, But Sadly True, TOTD

Well, let’s ruffle some feathers… 🙂

Possibly Offensive, But Sadly True, TOTD

by Senator Brett

This whole Eric Garner grand jury decision has really polarized our social collective. And, while I normally tend to observe and point out the negative side of things I think it’s kinda sad that no one Continue reading


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Quick Draw (Excerpt From “My Little Book of Essays”)

Years ago I started writing for the sake of it. I spent nights in the streets of Houston… living it Out Loud and Without Regret. I met a lot of great people, and some, not so much. But, the experience was real… and good, and I have always appreciated it. For several years now I have not addressed it, or even tried to make contact with that past, but, I have found myself wanting to get back into it since I have found myself back in this pace for a couple of months now.

When I say that I was in “the streets” I do mean, “in the streets.” Part of what I was trying to do was to be involved in the “matter” of the moment. Being connected to the story was all that mattered to me and it ended up involving days, weeks, spent being homeless, hanging out with derelicts, and the rest. I literally lay my head on the cement for days just to get a conversation with someone who did that for years. I smoked everything with everyone just to hear them speak. When I finally hit the road to pursue the book… anything went. When it comes to the Living… there is no amount of Life that is off-Limits, I feel.
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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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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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The Christmas Dance (Excerpt from “Sunburnt in December”)

The Christmas Dance (Excerpt from “Sunburnt in December”)

by Senator Brett

It was Christmas Day and Reb found himself missing yet another holiday back home in Texas. “That’s the nature of the life I choose, I guess,” thought Reb to himself as he slowly Continue reading


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Excerpt From “Sunburnt in December” (The Colour of Grey)

Disclaimer: THIS IS NOT PART OF THE CHILDREN’S BOOK! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! This is an entirely different project and written from a much different voice. So… you’ve been warned. 🙂

“Sunburnt in December”

Chapter: The Colour of Grey

by Senator Brett

Of all days for it to happen, it happened to be on a Friday.

The blazing inferno that is otherwise known as the Texas sun hung heavily against the late afternoon sky, its burning orange casting Continue reading