When you think of Story Tellers, do you imagine a rocking chair next to an open fire?
A pastel crocheted blanket, maybe an elderly lady with a pretty picture book and a story with a 'Happy Ever After" ending?
How did the first intelligent forms of our species influence (and continue to do so) their world?
Besides that, have you ever wondered why it is you haven't done that 'something' you've always wanted to do?
For example:
I've always wanted to be a writer....
When I was at high school, my English teacher would say to the class, "That's TWO Sides - Each! And I want complete sides in both instances, no s p r e a d i n g the words across the page."... then add, "Barbara, please... no more than 5". Which incidentally told me, while he may skim over the rest, he wanted to read at least 10 pages of mine.
So, anyway, it's always puzzled me. How is it, if I'm so great with words and have always wanted to be a writer, that when I've sat down to write something, it's not been the way I imagined it?
For years, I have picked up pen/pencil and (latterly) 'word' with the intention of writing then sat staring. What do I write about? What's my experience? What happens in the end, how will that be decided? Who's the audience? What do I want to tell them?
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