Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My Tower of Babel is starting to topple over. Oh, I'm not talking about the original Tower of Babel, the old parable in the Bible. I'm talking instead about the tower of books that have been collecting on my desk. In the parable, the Babylonians wanted to make a name for themselves by building a... Continue Reading →
It’s a cliché, but when they say it was a night not fit for cats or dogs, they were thinking about this night. The intermittent rain made it tough to see out the window. On top of that, my car lights did little to help light up the road, even though the lights coming in... Continue Reading →
Where can I sign up for the study? I promise to be generous. Let me explain. Psychologists released a study last summer where they gave 200 people from around the globe $10,000 to use as they wish with no stipulations other than reporting how they spent the money. The participants were drawn from three low-income... Continue Reading →
In the dark night, you could barely see more than twenty or thirty yards in front of you. Oh, it gets better. When a car or truck came along with their bright lights, it would light up the night, but would temporarily blind you, so you still couldn't see anything and had to be careful... Continue Reading →
Classic movies, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid and Mary Poppins celebrate their 50th and 60th anniversaries respectively later this year. Several other hits, including Godfather II and Blazing Saddles celebrate big anniversaries too. You'll find all four on many lists of the greatest movies ever created, they're classics, some of the best filmmaking you'll... Continue Reading →
My mother sat late one night at the kitchen table with just one dim light on and counted out her wages for the week. Everyone else was asleep, but I had gotten up to go to the bathroom. Before I went back to bed, I noticed that she kept looking at the cash in her... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, I was certain that quicksand would be the death of me. I’ve written in the past about how I was convinced that I would step into a deep pond of quicksand and not be able to get out. You couldn't blame me for feeling that way. Quicksand seemed to show... Continue Reading →
Several years ago, we went hiking in Shenandoah National Park in Northern Virginia, but even with the covered woods, the bright sun beat down on us. My shirt was soaked with sweat and dirt. The climb back up the hill where we parked was slow. I would walk for a minute or two and then... Continue Reading →
I'm a writer, right? I'm supposed to have the right words at my disposal, whenever and wherever I need them, right? If you believe that, I have some oceanfront property in Arizona to sell you. It's beautiful property. It's right on the beach, you'll love it. Trust me! Photo by Mirko Fabian on Pexels. I... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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