A “Do Big Things” Update (maybe I’ll call them “Walter Mitty Moments” – yes, I like that): I signed up for my first writer’s conference. It’s in April, i.e. less than a month away. Which I didn’t realize until after I clicked the “register” button. Eek. Now the flurry of writing begins! I have a novel to finish (or attempt, at least) and proposals and one-sheets to write and make. Goodbye, Spring television season!
And now back to our regularly scheduled programming: I promised you that I was going to be blogging about stories.
Ever since I was a very little girl, stories have captivated me. From an early age, I wanted to share them with others.
And now I want to share them with you.
Why stories captivate us.
How they add to – and alter – our own realities.
Why they matter.
Why our stories matter.
Life is all about the story. It’s about reading them and sharing them and living them. It’s about telling them to other people.
The reasons for stories – and the stories themselves – are endless.
Sometimes, it’s less about the story itself and more about how the story is told. I’ve never read the same story twice – even when I was reading the same plot.
And sometimes, I do read the same stories over and over again. The plot doesn’t matter: I already know know and love it. It is the experience of the story that keeps me reading once more, and then more still.
Often, we read stories because of what they meant to us at some point in our lives. A story can represent a time we look back on fondly, or a person that we miss. They remind us of who we used to be, dreams that we used to have – and sometimes still do.
You see: I think fiction and reality are more tightly bound than we allow ourselves to believe. But that is a theory on which I am still working.
Will you work on it with me?
What is your favorite story? Why do you think that is?
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