A friend said recently, “You like to tell stories, don’t you?” I never thought about it, but I guess I do. That said, I have zero interest in telling stories of no utility or purpose. The muse won’t go there, I’m afraid.
I love modern day parables, actually. Parables are, according to some Internet expert or the other, short and simple stories that teach lessons. So that’s my goal in addition to keeping your attention with a good story now and then.
I write stories about my travels and current issues from a Western perspective here and on my Facebook page, Dispatches from Out West. I love the West and those who live, work, and recreate here.
As you read my stories, I hope you ask yourself what is the point? What does it have to do with my life? What can I take away from it besides time spent. Yes, stories should make you weep. Stories should provoke loud guffaws that originate somewhere deep in your belly. But really, truly good stories should do that AND make you ponder what was, what is, and what yet can be.
Those are stories (and other things) worth telling. Worth reading. Worth turning over and over like a precious stone in your hands until you see the fullness of the thing, until you understand another perspective.
Why? I like telling stories.