I wrote a story during a storytelling retreat in Paris, Maine with Milbre Burch and Antonio Rocha at Celebration Barn, the former entertainment teaching space of Tony Montanaro, the world-famous mime. It was told as a personal first-person narrative about a young man, who befriended an old Gay man who was a Holocaust survivor. At the end of the story, the old man died by committing suicide, and the narrator character broke down in tears as he described the ending of his friend. I started to cry because I really believed in my character, and after I left everyone crying, I said, "Wow. Imagine if it had been a real experience." Milbre and the entire storytelling group tore me apart, saying that I had manipulated the audience. I rewrote it as a monologue instead of sticking with my original story. The title was "Peter & David: A Love Story." I am thinking of rewriting it as a short story again. I will never let a group mindset control my original ideas again. Thanks for your encouraging article. I love how you write.
this is moving my heart as does everything I have ever read that you wrote, and your honesty here is deeply encouraging to all of us also dragging ourselves through the strange maze of it, the darkness, the mud. thank you thank you thank you.
¡qué interesantes tus reflexiones en vivo y en directo sobre el punto de vista! Justo hoy leía una frase de Piglia sobre esto.
“Later, drunk on the streets of Provincetown,” is absolutely a short story collection.
thank you for sharing! i've been in a writing slump lately, and your words always inspire me :")
I just read your story, and was blown away. Stunning.
Thank you so much!
Thank you for sharing this with us. It is very good.
I wrote a story during a storytelling retreat in Paris, Maine with Milbre Burch and Antonio Rocha at Celebration Barn, the former entertainment teaching space of Tony Montanaro, the world-famous mime. It was told as a personal first-person narrative about a young man, who befriended an old Gay man who was a Holocaust survivor. At the end of the story, the old man died by committing suicide, and the narrator character broke down in tears as he described the ending of his friend. I started to cry because I really believed in my character, and after I left everyone crying, I said, "Wow. Imagine if it had been a real experience." Milbre and the entire storytelling group tore me apart, saying that I had manipulated the audience. I rewrote it as a monologue instead of sticking with my original story. The title was "Peter & David: A Love Story." I am thinking of rewriting it as a short story again. I will never let a group mindset control my original ideas again. Thanks for your encouraging article. I love how you write.
Great story.
this is moving my heart as does everything I have ever read that you wrote, and your honesty here is deeply encouraging to all of us also dragging ourselves through the strange maze of it, the darkness, the mud. thank you thank you thank you.
That was a beautifully sad story and I am glad it exists in the world.
Sooo excited for this, thank you!!
Looking forward to reading more work from you! Glad you're proud of it <3
Excited to read this! :)