An Introduction....

Introduction:

For those who knew my grandmother she was one of the great storytellers. Sometimes her stories originated in non-fiction. Sometimes her stories skated a thin line towards the fiction section of the family tales. Grandma Shirley had rare talent and enthusiasm with taking things considered mundane and ordinary and painting them on a canvas of tale in the most elaborate of schemes and colors. Grandma would spin a story so rich and colorful that you would swear it was too good to be true and yet still wanted to be there.

Even knowing this, the way that she perfected her craft with such passion, such conviction, you would be irresistibly compelled to sit and listen as she weaved her craft. Sometime I felt Grandma’s “art” was more fiction and embellishment then having roots in legitimate truth yet I would still be forced like a mosquito to a neon colored death lamp to sit with enthusiasm and delight as her art sprawled out before your senses and forced you down the directed path of a great story teller.

With these things stated and being stipulated as an introduction, I hope to explain the premise of my writing. I hope to someday develop the same craft as Grandma, and further, to be able to share my own unique experiences and stories with those I care about and love. I know my craft needs work, like anything worth doing it is worth practicing and may never be perfected. I want to in advance thank you for taking the time to read these stories I hope to piece together regularly, and I also hope that in some way or manner they can effect and influence those of you reading in a positive way. With all of the formality and explanation out of the way thank you.