It’s easy to be here.
Get your pen and paper ready. Go old school.
Because unlike technology, paper is patient.
Paper feels you. Your sweaty palms give you away and it’s okay. The once-clean sheet now has your hand marks on it and it’s fine.
The pen quivers as you do, betraying you when it produces a shaky piece of writing and that’s okay too.
Real life is stranger than fiction.
We have enough stories around there’s no need to invent them. We just need to know where to look.
Look at people longer than you should and ask, why are they here?
What is behind them that has brought them here, and what is the path in front of them which begins here?
What is it that makes them who they are?
What are their motivations, struggles, conveniences, and tragedies in life?
People want to be listened to, written about, thought about.
Every one has a story, and his story is his life.
We are all too important and not at all, all at the same time, aren’t we?
These are my stories penned. What’s yours?