Storytelling

I just watched a video (I honestly wonder how I stumble across these sometimes - mainly it's just stuff people post on fb..) about storytelling and how everyone is telling a story, whether they realize it or not (well, he might not have said that, but that's what I got out of it).

I realized that my blog posts are very much like that. I only share what I think is interesting (not really to my readers because I think I have, like one reader, if I'm lucky (hi A! *waves*)) but I suppose what is interesting to me.

I feel like my thoughts meander - the way I present my ideas are interrupted by other thoughts but somehow I try to maintain coherency (though I have lost coherency before and had to go back and had to fix some posts - though I think it's been rare that I've had to do any heavy editing, in which case, I note it).

Anyway, going back to what I post, I find that sometimes, I'll post out of boredom to let my reader know that I'm bored, but usually it's just thought projects that I want to write out because more often than not, I write them down, forget them, and then return to them. Sadly, if it was some kind of self-revelation, I return to such epiphany (which feels as such because I've completely forgotten that I've even had any kind of realization to begin with), as a dog returns to its vomit.

"Oh, that's right, I need to change..."
"I wanted to become ... kind of person."
"When these things happen, I should...."

Again, when these things happen, I wonder if I'm just denying my core self but I just think that it is in part laziness.

One thing I thought was interesting was that my brother (now also a dad) mentioned that having children force you to look at yourself and change because children are mirrors - they mimic and you become aware of some things about yourself that you would previously never have been aware of.

I suppose this could have something to do with the whole memory thing and one could probably go into a discussion about cognitive load and psychology and all sorts of fun stuff, but that "one" is not me.

The other thought project that I had today related to storytelling was this:

Stories swim in my head. Before I have a chance to catch them, they disappear, as if they never existed.

I like how it sounds without explaining it so I'm not going to. It's got this weird fluffy romanticism to it and I'd rather not break the spell.