A little blurb.

[Fortunato]

Just something I did today for a free write. The list topic was "I sell..."

On the topic of free writes, would anyone be interested in participating in a daily free-write sort of thread? Like, each day I would post a list starter (just a little prompt like "I sell" or something similar) and people can just write whatever? I find it's useful for getting the creative juices flowing.

Also, I'm looking at setting up some sort of writing contest for Valentine's Day. I have to figure out some sort of prize for the winner, and I might work something out with someone in the graphics department. It might be fun; if you're interested in the idea, please post to tell me.

Feb. 8: I sell...

I sell stories. I don’t charge money or jewels (or furs or real estate, Lottie). I don’t want wealth or power for my stories. That cheapens them. I sell stories to people who want to listen, and I get paid by having my story spread. By knowing that other people are listening, and hearing, and taking something away from that story. People hear a story and they grow from it. Any story. Comedies, tragedies, dramas, fairy tales. People see themselves in those words, in that script, hidden in the lines of those inspirational poems. Stories drive people; by telling stories, we advance as human beings. The earliest people sat on their backs in the swiftly cooling sand and watched the sun sink below the fuzzy horizon, and they told stories and fantastic tales about Sun Gods and chariots and flaming steeds. And they learned. They grew. They matured. And so did their stories. Progress is storytelling, and so is history. Science is just the story of how we explain those fantastic events, those falling apples, those shifting clouds, the clap of our footsteps on the alabaster, marble floors. Everything is in the way you tell the story, and in the people who hear it. So I want to continue that tradition. I want to keep telling my stories, to keep growing from them, to keep evolving and progressing like people have for ever. Even if there’s no happily ever after, the tale marches on. I sell stories. Always have, always will. So this chapters over, but keep listening; there’s a lot more where that came from.