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On Storytelling

At the risk of sounding a tad self-important, it does please me to think that what I do is important. Vital, even. I see myself, first and foremost, as a storyteller. Second only, perhaps, to living the kind of life and having the sort of adventures that other storytellers would write about, I can imagine no better life than this, to tell stories. But don’t take my words for it. Neil Gaiman, a far more qualified authority than me, said it best. I will now step off the stage and leave the spotlight to him. Take it, Neil.

“My cousin Helen, who is in her 90s now, was in the Warsaw ghetto during World War II. She and a bunch of the girls in the ghetto had to do sewing each day. And if you were found with a book, it was an automatic death penalty. She had gotten hold of a copy of GONE WITH THE WIND, and she would take three or four hours out of her sleeping time each night to read. And then, during the hour or so when they were sewing the next day, she would tell them all the story. These girls were risking certain death for a story. And when she told me that story herself, it actually made what I do feel more important. Because giving people stories is not a luxury. It’s actually one of the things that you live and die for.”

The Evil Cheezman • November 6, 2018

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