Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Story People

On Flickr (the photography website that I frequent), when you post pictures you add a title & description. A lot of the people who's photo streams I follow use quotes with the pictures, which is really cool cause you can find some really beautiful literary extracts that way. That is how I found Story People.

Every once in awhile, quirky and poignant quotes would be with a picture, and it was always credited to "Story People". Thanks to the miracle that is Google, I found the Story People website.

Now, I can't say I fully comprehend what its about, but as best I can figure Brian (and I think his wife helps him) is an artist, and with his drawings he affixes short stories & sayings. He also makes sculptures, paintings ect.

As soon as I found the website, I spent 3 days going through every story, some of which made me life and some made me cry. Then I subscribed to to site, so I get a Story everyday. Which makes me happy. I also wrote some out, so I have them taped to my lap top and stuck on my cork board.

Here are some of my many, many favorites:

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I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.


We lay there & looked up at the night sky & she told me about stars called blue squares & red swirls & I told her I'd never heard of them. Of course not, she said, the really important stuff they never tell you. You have to imagine it on your own

She asked me how I felt about eternal life & I said, would I have the same aches & pains I have now because that would factor heavily into my decision


pretty good friends considering they come from completely different backgrounds


A few said they'd be horses. Most said they'd be some sort of cat. My friend said she'd like to come back as a porcupine. I don't like crowds, she said.

He wore a pot on his head in all kinds of weather. I never learned to cook & I got it after my mother died, he said. I just know it would make her happy that I'm using it

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The Eskimo one was the first quote I found, and it is still my absolute favorite.

What is that style of writing called? Poetry? Just short stories?

Whatever it is, I deeply enjoy it.

On a unrelated note, commenting should be much easier. I changed the settings, so feel free to leave a brief hello. When you go to the comment page, click the Name/URL button. It will be the easiest.

2 comments:

mfcoan said...

Thanks for making it easier

Anonymous said...

Oh now you need to write more so I can comment alot...mlf