The story alone is not the answer. For
the answer itself lies hidden in the telling. Like words written on
forgotten diary pages or lyrics lost in the melody. Pictures; words
painted with emotion, so vivid they reach inside, grasping at some
deeply held thread hidden for fear of daylight. A persons search for
answers cannot end in another life's telling, among dusted pages and
lyrics score. Your life's meaning can only be found in the mystery,
your questions in search of the answers. Answers only to be found in
your stories telling. The story alone is not the answer. For the
answer itself lies hidden in the telling.
“Writers cannot provide The Answers,
but we can bring a lot of other things to the table. Reaching inside
and drawing out truth, from our own experiences: deep-seated shame,
broken-heartedness, soaring love, secret longing. And then we can
share the things we have done that have made us feel better, given us
some comfort, sprinkled our lives with a little sweetness.
Better yet, we can concentrate upon telling the tales of what comes before the resolution. The sadness before the happiness, the storm before the calm, the shame before the self-acceptance. Because it's in the confusion, the fear and the failure that we are all united, and where the truth is momentarily revealed. Sometimes it's enough just to know that there are others exactly like us, feeling exactly what we are feeling. Often, answers masqueraded as The Answers just make us feel more flawed, and alone.
A story that leaves us hanging is one that leaves us thinking. Wondering, ruminating, looking to piece together the puzzle for ourselves. That's just how life goes; the mystery is never truly solved, the story never truly ends.”
Better yet, we can concentrate upon telling the tales of what comes before the resolution. The sadness before the happiness, the storm before the calm, the shame before the self-acceptance. Because it's in the confusion, the fear and the failure that we are all united, and where the truth is momentarily revealed. Sometimes it's enough just to know that there are others exactly like us, feeling exactly what we are feeling. Often, answers masqueraded as The Answers just make us feel more flawed, and alone.
A story that leaves us hanging is one that leaves us thinking. Wondering, ruminating, looking to piece together the puzzle for ourselves. That's just how life goes; the mystery is never truly solved, the story never truly ends.”
Laura
Valerie
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