Story Stories

My entire life is a mere shadow of my own existence. My struggles, my sadness, my pain, my happiness and my achievements all making the shadow taller for those who want to see it. To understand me you got to live my life and be with the people I encountered. The people I met shaped me into what I am today. None were good or bad, just catalysts devised to decipher their own creation and dimensions more than it defined me....

To be the woman you so desire to be, Your heart will be broken a million times. To be the woman you want to be, Your tears will be hidden beneath those eyes. To feel the woman you so become; Million miles you will tread alone. And to be the story that once be told, Your pain should remain your pride. There is nothing that you can’t walk through Cause God, lives in you.

Well, that IS what she said. Not that I had a reason to trust her opinion. How do you trust opinions anyway? Or movie reviews? You just make up your mind, and find an excuse.So "she said" was my excuse for reading this. Or at least for planning to read it. The author was eminent. Lots of awards. A literary giant in a language I couldn't read. So I was going to read a translation. Because she said so. I turned it around in...

"Why don't you write a story?" they asked."What is a story?"Is it falsehoods and daydreams?Is it a fictionalized veneer over my life?Is it a message, a moral, a word of caution or encouragement?Is it to entertain, or to stir?What purpose does a story serve?"But you can write.""True. I can. I just can't imagine anymore."

Beautiful like the morning mist,She was born in sand dunes amidst.The sand woman with sand carved features,One that would lead astray any mortal creature.She would guide lost travelers in the desert,And bring them back on tracks reverse.And as time passed by,The sand particles from her face would fly.The once carved features were to be rounded and how,Yet the smiles and wrinkles on her face remained proud.One day a little...

“I’d like to thank all of you, very, very much, on behalf of Jason and myself. You’ve all been a terrific help to us, and let me once again apologize most sincerely to you all. Tonight is our way of saying thanks and sorry, so please eat, drink and enjoy – on us.” “Cheers!” Everyone raised their champagne glasses as Brad smiled and sat back down in his seat at the head of the table. This was the happiest I had seen him in...