Your Lizard-Brain and You

If you don’t know what the title means, you’re probably not alone. Your “lizard-brain” is that primitive, subconscious bit at the back of your mind that gives voice to life’s little red-yellow-green warning system:F0D5E211-18AC-4EF3-9D88-EBCF0841AD1A fight it — run from it — mate with it.

That’s pretty much all there is to life as a lizard.

I like it.

“Hey, look: a big bear!” Yellow…run like hell!

“A drunk douchebag screwing with people?”  Red…punch away.

“A hot blonde with long legs and a love of beer?” Green…oh, so very GREEN!

Ahh, the simple life….

And, of course, the best answer is always green: mate with it.

You have to take a broad view here, but stay with me: you walk down the aisle of your local supermarket and see a pack of Oreos on sale. What do you do? What does your lizard-brain tell you to do?

The boring people hit Yellow Alert and head for the next aisle. The obnoxious folks hit Red Alert and tell everyone around them just how evil are Oreos, and how they will end all life on Earth.

The good folks? The real, honest folks? It’s Green all the way. Oh, I don’t mean you’re gonna buy that damned package of cookies dinner and drinks, but…well…if you’re anything like me, a little part of you wants to just roll around naked in a huge pile of the things…


Never mind.

I am currently, it must be said, indulging my lizard-brain to its full extent: I’m sitting in the taproom, writing. The board is all Green, and we’re ready to go!

Word processor? Check.0C2242BA-2FCF-4416-8D51-B4F3762EAE78

Music? Check.

Beer? Mate with it! Err….Check.

If engineering and physics and all the other “intellectual” vocations are about denying that little lizard at the back of your mind, then writing is all about embracing it. Writing is all about impulse and emotion and what “feels” right. When you get right down to it, writing is all about the lizard.

So, the next time you sit down to write…or the next time you sit down to think and conceive and plan — EMBRACE THE LIZARD!

God, I love this job…

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