Monday, December 21, 2015

There's a story.

There's a story. Look around.
It's hiding in the corner. It's perching on the window sill. It's snoozing on your bedside table.

There's a story. Think back.
In the deep recesses of your mind. In that summer from long ago. In that fight which made you burst into angry hot tears.

There's a story. Listen up.
In the giggles of the girls crossing the street. In the sniffle of the old man smoking a pipe. In the sound of glass shattering and echoing across the house.

There's a story. In our solitude. In our union.
In our memories. In our future.

There's a story. Within you.
One or maybe a dozen. You could be the hero in a few. A villain in some. And just a stranger in the rest.

You and me. Each of us. We all have a story.

Dust off your notebook.
Dial up the number.
Knock on the long forgotten door.
Open up.
Share your story.

Someone is listening.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Why I Write.

How sometimes words resonate with you, tug your heart and make you feel as if the writer wrote them especially for you.

"I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say."
- Flannery O'Connor 



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