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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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Dear God, It’s Me, Senator Brett!

Disclaimer: Wrote this all in one take. No editing, very little proofing. Paige, my editor, said to just go with it and she will edit it later… like somewhere in 2013, or when the earth fades into the sun. So, enjoy…. Oh, and if you want, make a fun game of it… “Find out How Dumb and Fast Mark Types by Counting All the Mistakes and Putting Them in the Comment Section. Also, I hope, HOPE, that this essay starts conversations. Blake Powell, looking at you! EM… my dear… it would be a shame if you weren’t yelling at me, or near me, for some reason. Felina, come on, where’s the Palin in ya?! All of my Mathews family should be making beautiful funny asses out of themselves by now! And, Adrian, my Adrian will be sitting with me protecting me. But, please comment. Please, follow the blog. Please, like the FB page. Please, send chocolate dark chocolate chip cookies to… 🙂

Years ago I attended a small Bible college inDallas,TX. From the very beginning I was not their “typical” student… and it was painfully obvious. However, I did learn some there, and I hope that a few people learned from me as well.

The one thing that happened was that about two weeks into the school year Continue reading