Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Theodor Seuss Geisel's work includes some of the most popular children's books of all time. In fact, it's estimated that he's sold over 600 million to 700 million copies worldwide. The Cat in the Hat and Green Eggs and Ham have sold millions of copies by themselves. There's no other word for it. Dr. Seuss was a genius.... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, I would often get tongue-tied. My brain would jump four steps ahead of my mouth and my thoughts would come out in a jumbled mess. It was a mix of a stutter and stammer. When I hit a rough patch in school, usually once or twice a week, I would've... Continue Reading →
I'm a strange sort. I'm attracted to sarcasm. I love to use words that mean the opposite of their literal meaning to mock or be humorous. Most people use sarcasm to criticize or insult. I'm not a fan of that. Instead, I use it as “gallows humor” to point out the crazy situations that I... Continue Reading →
My mom lied. My dad too. When I was a kid, I asked my mom one time for a second bowl of ice cream. For some reason, the memory sticks out in my head. I remember she ruffled my hair and turned me down. It was a hard no, the kind of no that told... Continue Reading →
I forget why I was in trouble. I was about 10 or 11 and had been arguing with my mom. I just remember running to my room to get away. My bedroom was small. I shared it with my brother. There wasn't a lot of extra space. I had a desk and a chair and... Continue Reading →
In the 1986 movie Crocodile Dundee, a mugger approaches Mick Dundee and demands his wallet. The New York Times Reporter who brought Dundee back to New York, steps back fearful and tells him to do what the mugger says. Dundee played by Paul Hogan, gets a big smile and says "That's not a knife." He... Continue Reading →
Some people have to travel great distances and hike up a large snowy mountain pass to search for wisdom. After the long journey, they have the chance to sit with a monk or holy man. They get to ask the questions that gnaw at them. Still others sit in a class on a college campus.... Continue Reading →
I write a short blurb down on a piece of paper. It's not much. Just a few scrawled words. If I'm being honest, the handwriting is awful. Just horrible. I’ve been known to exaggerate on occasion. I’m not exaggerating now. If I've been away and haven't looked at the scrawled words, I return and find... Continue Reading →
I opened a drawer in my desk the other day and it got stuck. It was jammed. I had been throwing things in it for the past year without much thought. The jam was fate telling me "enough was enough." I needed to start cleaning house. No better time than the present. I pulled out... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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