Bonfires & Stories
Imagine our tribe around a fire on a dark night and ask yourself:
do stories matter?
-- David Guterson
Author of Snow Falling on Cedars and co-founder of Field’s End,
a writers’ community.
posted by The Contessa @ 12:54 AM
Saturday, July 01, 2006
do stories matter?
-- David Guterson
Author of Snow Falling on Cedars and co-founder of Field’s End,
a writers’ community.
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About Me
- Name: The Contessa
- Location: Flip Flop Town, California, United States
The Contessa’s mother, the daughter of an aristocratic British family, had run away with an Italian Count after they had met at a tea. Their families had not approved. They fled Europe, leaving their families behind, and landed in North America. They married immediately and within months were joyfully expecting the arrival of a child. The young Contessa displayed qualities in keeping with her fine pedigree. Even as a toddler, she used grammatically correct phrases and a vocabulary much more broad and expansive than her few years. She was the darling of the Count's family--travelling to Italy every year to enjoy the mild Mediterranean winter with her Aunt who lived in a palazzo in Venice. As she matured, she became the toast of the International Set, bringing her wit, fashion and style to every party she attended. Hostesses from London, Paris and New York competed to lure the Contessa to their parties. Stars, diplomats and royals invariably asked, "Will the Contessa be there?" A party just wasn't worth attending if the Contessa was absent.
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[poem below composed of the following]: "Imagine our tribe around a fire on a dark night and ask yourself:
do stories matter?
-- David Guterson
Author of Snow Falling on Cedars and co-founder of Field’s End,
a writers’ community."
Mike's poetry/prose:
The Sound of Silence
Simon & Garfunkel[sp?] exalted the sound of silence from a melancoly point of view.
But the Sound of Silence can be a beautiful thing.
In the midst of the Sound of Silence, especially with the close comfort and proximity of warmth and community, we are closest to ourselves, to our thoughts, to our God, and even to each other.
Peace and joy with a lover when no words need to be said. Such is what one finds [author's note: guy or girl] when one falls in love with Jesus.
[How'd I do?]
Mike =)
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