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I am a story teller! Time to flex my story telling...


In the spirit of sharing what I'm up to this weekend, here is a short scene I posted on my fiction blog a while back. This is being used an example for a new trial project I'll talk about at the end of this post.


The Closet (originally posted on my fiction practice blog here). 


It was the sound. It washed over his mind, like a shower on the inside. Water landing on pavement, concrete, and wood; as though beating a million tiny drums. The distant sound of the tiny river, washing down the sidewalks into the gutters. Ash always slept with the window open, but most especially on rainy nights.

We are no closer now to getting to the bottom of this, than we were when it started.

The rest of the house was asleep, but he couldn't find sleep. The air shifted slightly, and he felt he wasn't alone. Ash sat up straight, and at the edge of his bed sat a man. He was wearing blue jeans, a T-shirt, and a well kept beard. His hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and he smiled. The man's eyes held a piercing gaze, frightening and peaceful all at once.

The man stood, and motioned to Ash. Almost unable to fight his own body, he rose to follow the man to the closet door. He reached out to open it, and a blinding light raced across the room. When Ash opened his eyes again, they were not in his room anymore. They were standing on a rooftop, overlooking New York City, and Herald Square.

There, sitting on the ledge was a young man, maybe no more than 20. He was holding himself, rocking himself back and forth.

"It'll all be over soon. It'll all be over soon." He repeated to himself over and over.

Ash could see the Parade balloons in the distance. He knew this is what Eta had been talking about. Ash wanted to go stop him, but he couldn't move. His traveling companion put his arm on Ash's shoulder and smiled. He could feel the answer.

Not Now.

The bright light flashed, and he found himself standing in front of his open closet, staring at the darkness. Ash turned back to his bed, and lay there for a few more hours. Sleep overcame him, and he rested. For the first time in a long time, confused, but peaceful, he rested.


The Story Teller



I've decided that I am a story teller and creative writer. It's my niche, it's my hub, it's my repeating theme. It's the one thing I'm known for. The vice president of the company I worked for asked me to write up a situation because she liked my "story telling". My co-worker and desk neighbor would say: "Here comes another story".

SO, I signed up for three websites today:


  • Fiverr: I posted a Flash Fiction Gig (here), and set up my profile (here)
  • UpWork: I built my profile (here)
  • Freelancer: I built my profile (here)



Storyteller Profile

Here is the profile I posted on the sites:

Darrell Wolfe 
Story Teller | INFJ | Intelection, Learner, Ideation, Achiever, Input

I am a writer with an emphasis on story telling and creative writing: however, that doesn't mean I only write fiction. I my "day job", I work complaint resolution for a major financial institution. When a customer has a problem, I write summaries of the complaint, research, and resolution to "tell the story" to the executives.

I also write for my owns blogs as a hobby.

Email me for more information: darrell@darrellwolfe.com

Check out my blogs for some writing examples:

http://www.darrellwolfe.com
http://www.lifeinfortworth.com
http://authorfun.blogspot.com

Storyteller - Fiverr Offer:


Here is the offer I posted on Fiverr. We'll see what comes of it.
I will write a flash fiction story for you

I will write a short, personalized, flash fiction story just for you.
You provide me:
• up to three Characters
• one location
• one action (sequence)
• desired result: some idea of what you want out of it
I'll write you one scene of at least 300 words.

Rules:
1. Content will be PG (no horror or erotica).
2. Conscience: I reserve the right to turn down any project or subject if it doesn't fit my style.
3. Edits: the product is final; however, if you really feel an edit is needed we can discuss a single edit.
4. Delivery: Will be delivered by email in a Word Doc and/or PDF. 
Example:
http://authorfun.blogspot.com/2015/05/the-closet.html

I'm not really sure what I'm hoping to get out of this exercise, or what my end game is. I think I just wanted to try and take one step forward. Maybe in a year, I'll tell you how this went. Maybe sooner.

Your Turn: What's your story?


Tell the LIFE community about a story you encountered this week, or an action you took, and what you learned from it. 

Comment on this post, or Hit me up on Twitter @DarrellWolfe , Google +DarrellWolfe, Facebook DarrellGWolfe

By Darrell Wolfe

Storyteller, Creative, INFJIntellection, Ideation, Input, Learner, Achiever




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    Here are some books I've been reading lately:
    • Hacker: The Outlaw Chronicles (here) by Ted Dekker (Author). The story of a young Hacker girl, who went on a wild adventure into the supernatural realm beyond trying to save her mom, but saved her self too in the process.
    • Saint: A Paradise Novel (here) by Ted Dekker (Author). He's an assassin, or is he? He finds a secret to his past that unlocks supernatural abilities, at a cost.
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