Somewhere in the shadows ahead, a door squealed open and closed but of course, she couldn’t see anyone.
The lights suddenly sprang on, so bright she was temporarily blinded. She raised her hand to shield her eyes and felt a cold hand touch her shoulder…
“Work hard for what you want because it won’t come to you without a fight. You have to be strong and courageous and know that you can do anything you put your mind to. If somebody puts you down or criticizes you, just keep on believing in yourself and turn it into something positive.”
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“If I waited till I felt like writing,
I’d never write at all…”
National Awareness Days have added National Story Telling Week on January 28th – February 4th 2017, to their list of Awareness Days .
They say that ‘Over the past 24 years The Society For Storytelling has achieved much in its mission for the promotion of the oral tradition of storytelling, the very first way of communicating life experiences and the creative imagination.
2017 marks the 17th year of its Annual National Storytelling Week.
National Storytelling Week takes place in storytelling clubs, theatres, museums, schools, hospitals, spoken word venues, and care homes (where this event has been steadily growing each year!) Where the events take place, the web of stories will be spun with sufficient magic between the breathe of the teller and the ear of the listener.
National Storytelling Week is celebrated by all ages. Folk tales, fairy lore, figments, phantoms, dragons, serpents, storms at sea. A good teller will conjure intriguingly.
So as with every year this far we begin at the beginning. There was the storyteller….Once upon a time….
There will be many exciting events taking place in the run up to the BIG WEEK itself so please check it out. The Society for Storytelling can be contacted all year round, look to the venues and events as they begin to build to the big event itself.
Remember everyone has at least one story to tell. It exists in the very air around you – Your story is the one you know best and as it is only the beginning the stories you will tell began…Once upon as time.
National Storytelling Week 2017 will run from midnight on the morning of Saturday January 28th to midnight on the evening of Saturday February 4th 2017. Don’t forget too that the four day prior to and the four days after those dates, they are part are still part of the festival of storytelling too. They are equally important as they are its fringes or preferably its “Coat Tales” ‘.
You can also find out lots more from the National Storytelling website.
via Daily Prompt: Cling
From the way he was looking at me I knew, as clearly as if he’d said the words, that my son’s name was one of them. I could only cling onto a slight bit of hope in my heart that I was wrong.
Dam, dam, dam that war. I wanted to shout and scream but instead I began to cry, very hard still clinging on that they could be wrong.
Something terrible has happened. I can scarcely bring myself to write the words. I just can’t believe it. I mean who would have thought she would have gone ahead with it.
Her boobs were big enough anyway…….
Time to leave, anchors up !
I sat in the forward lounge with a glass of something congenial in my hand. I’d taken the usual pills to stop me from being sea sick.
The skyline swiveled gradually past the nearest window.
A couple of drinks and hours later I got up to see where we were but all I could see was a car park…
Her watch had stopped so she began to wonder if it was so early after all.
There were people passing and some traffic.
And then she heard a noise, footsteps along the wide entrance hall outside her door.
Her heart was beating fast.
But, the footsteps carried on past her door again.