I had a short stay in the hospital a few years back, and I was feeling well enough to write so I pulled out my netbook and started revising a manuscript. A nurse came in to see how I was doing and told me I shouldn't be working. So I quickly explained it was a story I was working on. Purely for fun.
She paused on her way out the door and asked what the story was about. And so I started to tell her about the magic but I didn't get far, because by the gleam in her eye, she had a story to share and I was curious. "Do you believe in magic?" I asked.
Of course she didn't...
But she did.
She came back in and told me a story about a magical fairy that haunts her cottage. A fairy?!
I snapped my netbook shut to listen. She was excited to have my attention and told her story with an incredible passion that drew others in the room.
Another shared a story bordering on the paranormal.
And another.
The afternoon passed and I was told several very interesting and unusual stories. For example the patient across from me knew my grandmother and Dad. She had stories to share about them that were real and magical in a very different way.
I didn't do much revising until later that night, because each time I tried, a new story presented itself. Each one was magical, and each one came from someone different. I was captivated and entertained all day.
When I left a few days later, a nurse called after me, that they couldn't wait to read MY stories. And I realized, I hadn't shared a single tale of my own, yet... everyone everywhere was still sharing stories! It was an epidemic!!!! (a good one.)
We love to be entertained, but there's something in us that just loves to entertain. We are all storytellers, because we all have a story to tell. So go... share your stories and watch the magic.
Who told you the last good story you heard?
Have you ever witnessed the magic of how a good story gets others to share one too? Love it!
She paused on her way out the door and asked what the story was about. And so I started to tell her about the magic but I didn't get far, because by the gleam in her eye, she had a story to share and I was curious. "Do you believe in magic?" I asked.
Of course she didn't...
But she did.
She came back in and told me a story about a magical fairy that haunts her cottage. A fairy?!
I snapped my netbook shut to listen. She was excited to have my attention and told her story with an incredible passion that drew others in the room.
Another shared a story bordering on the paranormal.
And another.
The afternoon passed and I was told several very interesting and unusual stories. For example the patient across from me knew my grandmother and Dad. She had stories to share about them that were real and magical in a very different way.
I didn't do much revising until later that night, because each time I tried, a new story presented itself. Each one was magical, and each one came from someone different. I was captivated and entertained all day.
When I left a few days later, a nurse called after me, that they couldn't wait to read MY stories. And I realized, I hadn't shared a single tale of my own, yet... everyone everywhere was still sharing stories! It was an epidemic!!!! (a good one.)
We love to be entertained, but there's something in us that just loves to entertain. We are all storytellers, because we all have a story to tell. So go... share your stories and watch the magic.
Who told you the last good story you heard?
Have you ever witnessed the magic of how a good story gets others to share one too? Love it!