Founder of Little Writing Man // Copywriter and Storyteller
Good Stories, Well Told.
I’ve always had a way with words.
Writing them, analyzing them, editing them, speaking them, performing them – and even sleeping with them for a stint in college.
And from our long courtship, I’ve always found that the words enjoyed my company just as much as I enjoyed theirs.
So after years of going back and forth, I decided to go into business with my words – and a practiced hand – to help others create good stories, well told.
So use me for my wordsmithing skills. Hire me as your word mercenary.
I’m here to help you find the story you always knew was there, and then set it on its feet to walk out and win over the world.
And I promise you, it’ll go far.
After all, I am a man of my words.
— Justin Barisich / Little Writing Man
Original speech I gave at the Berger Family Scholarship Dinner in New Orleans, as part of the Opportunity Vanderbilt fundraising initiative.
The breeze urged us on, told us to dig deeper. That’s when I mentioned the dog.
Poetry Reader Justin Barisich muses on the spoken word form.
Well, they're actually pretty adept at defending themselves, but hell, I thought I'd try to help balance out the hate a little bit.
The plump, elderly woman beside me sleeps with chin to her distended chest. She rouses from a road bump, spots me reading a book of poems, and assumes me to be educated.
May you remember like a child: the gulf’s bastard breathes in 11 today, and we’re still trying to wipe away her flood lines marking our sinking houses,
Wrap our cracking skin in deep-root truth. Wear our hearts out where sleeves should go - help whoever's trying to fathom them not need to remove so much.
A found/blackout poem I crafted from a TIME article titled “Taylor Strikes a Chord,” as written by Jack Dickey about how pop’s savviest romantic conquered the music business.
We sit on our stained sofas at home waiting with eyes glued to screens. For work. You remember what work was --
Doctor, how much fear and tedium should a soldier swallow?
Spoken Word Performances