Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
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 →
We live in an "all or nothing, I'm right and I need to be heard" society. However, some of the most important truths in life are contradictory. They seem like impossibilities, yet experience proves them to be obvious over and over again. Of course, I have to point to the George Carlin’s treatise on The Modern... Continue Reading →
When I read through the list of the 2023 Oscar nominations on Tuesday and saw that Barbie, the highest grossing movie of the year, was nominated for several awards — including Best Supporting Actor nomination for Ryan Gosling — but Margot Robbie and Greta Gerwig were snubbed for the Best Actress and Best Director awards,... Continue Reading →
I had to pinch myself. Dame Judi Dench, one of Britain's greatest actresses, noted for her six decade career and outstanding television, film, and stage work, gave me a slight nod and the faintest of smiles. I couldn't believe my luck. A half hour earlier I was fretting that the long winding line at airport... Continue Reading →
My parents were strict with my two brothers and me growing up. My mother had a way of simply looking at you that sent shivers down your spine. You never wanted to disappoint her. She tended to keep her rules short and to the point. We were taught to be kind, respectful and helpful to... Continue Reading →
My mother brought me up right. She taught my brothers and me that anytime you travel somewhere — could be to visit a longtime friend or an acquaintance, it doesn't matter — you should always bring a gift. The size of the gift didn't matter, could be a simple as some homemade cookies, but no... Continue Reading →
I love people. I really do. Friendly ones and “stay off my lawn” ones, chatty ones and quiet ones, me-first ones and helper ones — the world is full of many different types and I like them all. However, my internal gas gauge is running on fumes. The gauge is placed firm on the E... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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