No one can call themselves a writer until he or she has written at least fifty stories.
We’re not keen on the idea of the story sharing its valence with the reader. But the reader’s own life “outside” the story changes the story.
The human race has always defined itself through narration. That isn’t going to change just because we’ve gone electronic. What is changing is that now we’re allowing corporations to tell our stories for us.
First I think I was interested in the stories, and later on, I became more interested in the language itself, so the stories became almost secondary, but it was kind of a background music for my life.
There are stories still in existence that I wrote when I was five. However, I did not get published until I was seven.
We lose the magic whenever we stop telling our story and begin to wonder how we’re doing, if we’re selling it, if the listener likes us. Just tell the story and go on to the next one. All of us are full of stories the world might want to hear.
I’m a poet. And then I put the poetry in the drama. I put it in short stories, and I put it in the plays. Poetry’s poetry. It doesn’t have to be called a poem, you know.
The world isn’t made of atoms, it’s made of stories.
If a story is in you, it has to come out.
Without poetry, stories would be told in sepia.
You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories.
I got one of the five golden tickets to be a writer, and I take that seriously. I don’t love my own work at all, but I love my own self. I love that I’ve been given the chance to capture the stories that come through me.
Do not tell people how to live their lives. Just tell them stories and they will figure out how those stories apply to them.
If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.
Fiction is Truth’s elder sister. Obviously. No one in the world knew what truth was till some one had told a story.
So the story goes, so I’m told The people he knew were Less than golden hearted Gamblers and robbers Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers Like you and me.
If I want a long boring story with no point to it, I have my life.
Kafka thought his stories were hilarious. We don’t necessarily have that reaction to them, but he certainly laughed his head off every time he read them out loud.
There’s the story, then there’s the real story, then there’s the story of how the story came to be told. Then there’s what you leave out of the story. Which is part of the story too.
The true story is vicious and multiple and untrue after all. Why do you need it? Don’t ever ask for the true story.