” The only thing that matters around your story is what you do or don’t do with it.”
“I love stories that immerse me in an unfamiliar world and cause me to see my own world with fresh eyes. Having just read “The Underground Railroad” and “Americanah” in quick succession, my consciousness around race and racism and white privilege has been challenged and stretched. It is a gift to see American culture through the eyes of an immigrant, and to see history as lived by individuals with loves and hopes and ancestors and the surprising ability to endure even the most horrific abuse. This is the power of storytelling.”
“An illuminating exercise I give my students is to tell them to write for, say, five or ten minutes. And then to count the number of words they’ve written. And to match that number against the number of words a writer like Virginia Woolf penned during a workday. We then figure out how long it would take for us to write a draft, say, of a 60,000 word book if all we ever had was ten minutes a day to write.
We learn that we write more than Woolf did; we learn that if we worked when we could each day, if only for ten minutes, we would eventually produce the draft of a book that, of course, we’d need to revise. We learn that stopping ourselves by telling ourselves that we don’t have enough time is a bogus excuse. We learn that we can find ten minutes by giving up doing something else.” Louise DeSalvo
Remember when you tell your story, you are speaking heart to heart, human to human, god to god.
“Your spirit is also a dream-maker because human beings must dream. We have to dream and imagine and take flight into the other worlds. We are not meant to dwell in the physical world for long periods of time. We come into the physical world for temporary visits. Most of our consciousness remains in the invisible or timeless realm, the dimension of the cosmos. We create stories and myths and religions that allow us to somehow gain access to that realm while we are here in the physical state. All the while, however, the spirit within us slips easily into this realm through the flying carpet of the imagination.” Caroline Myss