After a bit of a break it’s time to bring back Tell Me a Story Tuesday! For my ones of new readers, Tell Me a Story Tuesday is when I share my love of storytelling with all of you by trying to get you tell me a story. I’ll admit that to less than stellar success in the past, but this is a new beginning!
It’s simple really, I throw out an idea and invite you to write a few lines. I’m not looking for perfection. I’m not looking for something to change the world. I’m try to give us all the opportunity to flex that little creative muscle that most of us don’t get to use as often as we should. No pressure. No judgement. Just a chance to share and have a little fun.
The Challenge: It’s the last official week of summer, so tell me a story about what you did on your summer vacation. It doesn’t necessarily have to be this summer. It can be your favorite summer vacation. Or the worst. Feel free to embellish if you’d like, but try to keep it plausible (I think we’ll all call shenanigans on you if you tell us you went to Mars in June). Use the comment section below to share your comments below to make sure everyone can see it (if it’s posted somewhere else or if it’s long you can share a link instead).
The Rules: Yep, there are a few rules, but there aren’t many. It’s more to keep things nice and friendly like. You can read the Ground Rules here or just visit the link at the top of the page.
The Prize: Our undying love and devotion. Alright, that’s kind of lame I admit. But, if people start to share stories than we’ll see what we can do about getting some sort of prize. In the mean time you are more than welcome to say you participated in the weekly storytelling event.
So, tell me a story! And who knows…you tell me yours and I may just tell you mine!
Take just a moment to think about the story other people tell about you. I know, we’re not supposed to be overly concerned with what other people think about us, but it can be important. How would your competition tell your story? How would your peers? Your family? Be honest.
Are you happy with the story they’re telling? Is it accurate (more accurate than you’d like to admit)? If this story is the story that is forever linked to you, would you be ok with that?
Yes? Excellent! Rock on my friend!
No? It’s never too late to change your story. Decide what kind of ending you want to have and decide what you need to do to get there. Then do it.
One of the great things about stories is that they can be rewritten. As long as you’re willing and able you can change your story. Focus on the areas that need improved, get the word out that you’ve made changes. Commit yourself to making changes and stick with it. It’s never too late to get a better ending.
In my last post I mentioned that I was planning on rebooting my blog and my approach to things. It turns out that I’m rebooting more than I planned. I lost my job earlier this month and I’m in a position to make bigger decisions than I originally planned as far as what I want to do with the next part of my life.
It’s scary and exciting and overwhelming and thrilling. I am blessed to have an amazing family that supports me and is willing to following me anywhere. I am honored to have friends to come to the aid with leads for jobs and freelance work to keep us afloat. I am fortunate to live in a country where women are able to do anything and be anything. Being without a job is awful, but all things considered I’m feeling pretty fortunate.
As of today I’m a freelance storyteller! Have a story you need tell? I’d be happy to help you do it! I’ll be adding more information in the coming days on the kinds of things I can do to help get your message out to the people who need to hear it.
Please keep me in mind if you need any help and wish me luck!
It’s that time of year again, the end of school. My children are among the rare bread that cry because school is over for the summer, so we rarely hear about pranks or fun on the last day. Mostly it’s just a phone call to Mommy at work crying about having to wait whole months to go back to school.
I myself enjoyed the break summer provided. And, being the good girl I was raised to be, did not partake of any last day of school prankery. I was witness, and victim of, several epic water gun battles on school buses and paper products decorating hallways on the way out the door.
What about you? Did you cry on the last day of school because you were going to miss it? Did you get in an awesome prank before the bell rang (feel free to change names to protect the guilty if the statute of limitations hasn’t expired yet)? This is your chance to share you’re last day of school memories.
I’m working on week two of this cold which inspired me to ask you to tell me a story about being sick. What makes you feel better? Was there a time where you, or someone you know and love, did something funny or strange because they were under the weather?
Is Elvis in the treehouse? A photograph depicts Elvis Presley's bust. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Lie to me. That’s right, lie to me. Tell me a big fat lie. Make something up that can’t possibly be true. Tell me that Elvis has taken up residence with little green Martians in your treehouse. Tell me that you’re going to spend a few weeks this summer hanging with the merfolk in Atlantis. How big a lie can you tell?
As my tens of followers know, there are usually ground rules for telling stories. But, I’m going to relax those a little this week. I still want you to be (kind of) nice to each other – so no name calling. Other than that we’ll see how things go.
In case you were sleeping under a rock, the largest jackpot in world history was split three ways on Friday. Lottery fever griped the nation and people everywhere dreamed of what they would do with a spare $500 Million lying around the house. I admit we caught the fever at our house too.
I'd look like this if I won $150+ million.
I nervously checked the numbers Saturday and discovered that we won! I’m laying low right now because I’m a little worried about the press attention when I go to pick up my $2. No, I didn’t win life changing money. I didn’t even break-even. A girl can dream can’t she?
Which is the source for this week’s challenge: What would you do with a cash payout of in the neighborhood of $158 Million ? Go ahead. Dream big. We all did. Look at this as starting to plan for when you really do hit the big money.
What about me? Well my winnings would look a little like this…..
First calls would be to lawyers and financial planners who would have to sign an non-disclosure agreement. We’d try to carry on like any other day(s) while everything gets put into place. Plans include setting up trusts for various for our daughters and other close family members. A charitable foundation would be established to handle requests for money and to help us raise money for causes close to our hearts. (The goal would be make sure that we don’t just give money away, but ensure that people use the money to establish a better future and then pay it forward by helping others.) There would be a lot of investing because I want winning to be a blessing and not a curse – I want to make sure that we never have to worry about another bill ( and neither do our kids or eventual grand kids).
What about the fun stuff? Oh there would be plenty of that too…a new car (or two), building our dream house, a couple of dream vacations and getaways for the whole family. I’d finally establish the video production company I’ve dreamed of since I was a kid, only now we would focus on making great videos and PSAs for non-profits that have a hard time paying for videos that would make huge difference in fundraising. Maybe even set-up a video artist retreat somewhere.
Between the foundation and the production company my husband (a 18+ year TV news veteran) would stay as busy as we wanted, without having to stress. We could watch our kids grow. Know that our nieces and nephews were going to be able to get the kind of education they want, and make life easier for a lot of people. Then we really would be living the dream…
Ok. Your turn. What would you do if they handed you that over-sized check? As always, make sure your story abides by the ground rules. Now…