What We Do
My dad recently sent me an email with “what we do” in the subject line. He wrote…
A friend pointed out this article to me. Basically, it explains the power the storyteller has for causing real physical, mental and emotional changes in others. It is very thought provoking and credible look into the effect stories have on listeners and readers:
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I read the article and immediately thought of Horton Hatches The Egg by Dr. Seuss. It was my favorite story as a small child. I cannot imagine how many hundreds of times we read it. And the message that I have carried with me in my life came from that book, “do what you say you are going to do, be faithful, be dependable, be responsible.”
If you have not read the story, I recommend that you do. No matter your age. There is a lesson here in perseverance, loyalty, love and more.
I will not lie and say that I have always been this. Horton is my hero, someone I aspire to be every day. But I fall short, like anyone else, I’m human after all.
But I have to go back to this article and say, that yes, as a storyteller I am trying to change the world in my own small way.
I want people to read the two War’s End books and feel the fear and pain, but also revel in the healing that can come from the love of family and friends. I want people to read it and walk away with the understanding that no matter our family unit, when we find and create love, when we commit to and rely on others, that is when we can choose to truly live our lives and make the most of the situations we find ourselves in.
Finding Time to Breathe
Sometimes, all of the priorities that are warring for my time and attention are just way too much. Lately, it seems that everywhere I turn, there is a mess. Or something I must do, have to do, besides writing. The dining room table is covered with stuff, the kitchen is a mess, there is laundry to wash, fold and put away. I don’t even want to think about the catastrophe that is our homeschool room or my front bedroom (spare room/sewing room and the closet door which houses all of our medicines).
So as usual, I’ve got the familiar refrain of “I’ve got so much to do around here I can’t even think about writing!”
It just seems like there is this unending list of crap that needs to be done…now.
I’m going to take a day or two to try and get on top of the pile before tackling my writing projects again. Homeschool room, here i come!