Because I ask questions and seek answers.
Stories in general can be compelling, but why stories – stories that provoke deep thought and satisfy curiosity – fascinate me.
A friend said recently, “You like to tell stories, don’t you?”
I do. So long as they pique and satisfy my curiosity. I have zero interest in reading (or telling) stories with no guts, no power, and no purpose.
As you read my stories I hope you are more than entertained. I hope you ask yourself what is the point? Do I agree or disagree and why? What does it have to do with my life and what can I take away from it? And that you walk away still thinking about it. That’s a story worth reading. And telling.
Stories should make us weep. Stories should elicit loud guffaws from somewhere deep in our bellies. The really, truly good stories – why stories – do that and more. They leave us pondering what was, what is, and what can be.
These are why stories. They’re worth turning over and over like a stone until the fullness of the thing can be seen, until we understand from a deeper perspective.
Why do I tell why stories? Because I have questions. Many times answers reveal themselves as stories are written. I like answers. And I bet you do too.
Teri Torell Murrison, Idaho, 2021