Just blagging my thoughts on the web
((This is part 3 of a 3 part thinkywritything on storytelling. Part 2 is here.)) Kogo, the goshawk, fluttered on his wrist and settled herself, watching him. Toranaga smiled at her. “I did not choose to be what I am. It is my karma.” – Shogun, James Clavell I have bad news, dear reader. I’m…
I don’t wonder how much of the mental clutter we have in our lives is a result of this constant stream of unended stories in our mind, some of which will never reach a conclusion. The 8 book series we’ll never get around to reading, or the TV show cancelled after only 1 season without an ending. All these things are left dangling in our minds, and it’s something that our tribal storytelling didn’t worry about.