The stories we are destined to tell find us.
a story is ready when it falls from your face
(pl. ) of Story
A special effect without a story is a pretty boring thing.
I always strive to create a setting that leaves the readers' imagination room to roam. That way, every reader sees the story through their own eyes.
When your share your story with someone, it becomes their story too.
I am convinced that if stories such as these have any lasting value, it is in revealing the kind of work young pulp-writers were doing in those days when rates were low and one had to make a typewrite...
Psychologically, our reality derives from the stories we tell ourselves, at least the ones we believe.
The one who pulls the puppet strings knows fairytales can heal.
The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one .
Reading yourself as a fiction as well as a fact is the only way to keep the narrative open - the only way to stop the story from running away under its own momentum, often towards an ending no one wan...
Properly told, stories are able to operate on two levels. On the surface, they deal with involving a range of facts related to a given time and place, a local culture and a social group--and it is th...
Poems, even when narrative, do not resemble stories. All stories are about battles, of one kind or another, which end in victory or defeat. Everything moves towards the end, when the outcome will be k...
My father used to tell me that stories offer the listener a chance to escape but, more importantly, he said, they provide people with a chance to maximize their minds. Suspend ordinary constraints, al...
I am Tessa Gray, she said in a low, clear voice. And I believe in the importance of stories.
For all the books in his possession, he still failed to read the stories written plain as day in the faces of the people around him.
The only thing worth thinking about, when I write a story, is whether I like it, whether I want to write it, whether it excites me.
Read the stories of the past to write your story for the future.
Surely you know that pleasure soon evaporates, into thin air?Then all we are left with are stories.
We're all on our own, aren't we? That's what it boils down to. We come into this world on our own- in Hawaii, as I did, or New York, or China, or Africa or Montana- and we leave it in the same way, on...
A mundane lie hiding an exotic truth is deception; an exotic lie hiding a mundane truth is storytelling. Deception may be necessary to preserve life, but storytelling makes life worth living.