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Sunday, 15 April 2007

Merely a Conduit

What a terrific first week of stories with promises of more to come: at least one from Cowtown Pattie about a “mean-assed monkey,” and the continuation of Mick Brady’s Distant Bridge series.

Norm Jenson kicked off this new blog with his little gem about a too-curious cat (or was it about something else?) and there will be more from him down the line. Colleen Shannon reminisced about the death of John Lennon, Tamar squeezed five little stories into one big picture of her childhood and Chancy lulled us into enjoying lazy, Southern, summer evenings with her, and then socked us with a shocking ending.

If you have missed these, every one is worth a read. And it’s a nice thing to do to leave a comment if you have liked the story.

As it says over there on the left rail, this is your blog. I am merely the conduit – the person behind the scenes who takes care of the back-end production details. Without you, The Elder Storytelling Place dribbles off into the sunset, so we encourage your submissions because as any blogger knows, a blog is a mean, green eating machine that gobbles up stories as fast as you can write them.

Stories can be originals for this blog, reprints from a magazine, website or other blog including your own, but no excerpts from published books. Each story gets a day at the top of the main page, remains on the main page for ten days and lives permanently in the archive. You can always find a particular author's archive on the right rail under "The Storytellers." No worries about copyright – every author retains all rights to his or her stories.

We all have many stories to tell. Two years ago, I wrote a piece at Time Goes By titled “(Extra)Ordinary Lives”. I said, in part:

“The smallest things can make interesting stories. There is a photo of my grandmother from about a hundred years ago, and I surely wish I knew how she did her hair like that because I’d like to do that with mine. And how did she and other women, I wonder, survive hot summer days in corsets and long, heavy dresses up to their necks with a petticoat or two underneath and no air conditioning while cooking on a wood stove? If she'd written down her stories (or kept a blog), I might know…

“Everyone has dozens of stories, large and small, happy and sad, funny and painful, that shouldn’t be lost because you think your life is ordinary. It is not. Your stories will bring alive times past for your descendants and enrich their lives…”

Nowadays I would add, “not just your descendants”. The rest of us are eager to read your stories too. And if you don’t believe that, go read last week’s stories.

It’s easy to submit a story. Some tips and guidelines are here and there is a handy link on the upper left sidebar – Submit a Story – which opens an email form. Send us one, or two or three or more (but only one per email) and The Elder Storytelling Place will become a rich compendium of the tales we elders have to tell.

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That is a lovely photo of your grandmother. My grandmom used to do her hair that way in the 40's, and she used a "rat", as they called it. It was a long, sausage-like roll of fake hair which would be placed on the top of the head,after you had combed your hair forward. Then you would bring your own hair back up and over the rat, tuck it under and pin the ends under with hairpins.

Thanks so much for facilitating the telling of my short, short stories. Am always thrilled and honored to be included in whatever you initiate!

Your eyes -- the pictures of you from when you were a very young girl -- you surely look like your grandmother.

Oh, yeah, am thoroughly enjoying these stories and look forward to more. When I need a short respite from some mentally trying task, they are a perfect length for a quick read during a change-of-pace break.

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