Telling Stories

I just finished telling a story to my nine year old at bedtime. Yeah, it's a little late, but I was working on my WIP, and he was patient enough to wait, bless him, and wait he did.

And for all parents who tell their kids bedtime stories, I was just thinking that it is a talent after all to tell a story. At least a good one.

I remember telling my first son stories, too. He just came up to his room, and I reminded him about the stories I told him. He was fascinated by octopus stories, and every night he just had to hear a story about an octopus. So I made up stories about an octopus.

Interesting creatures, they are, because they can shift their boneless bodies into any shape, and fit into any sized hole, they can change their colors, and they can squirt a black ink. I incorporated all of these talents in my octopus stories.

Right now, I am pretty good at telling stories. KILLER OF KILLERS and its sequel, KILLER EYES are two magnificent and original stories. THE VASE is another fantastic and completely original story.

Oh, I look forward to the day people can read those stories. That's all.