I can tell lies, but I can also tell truths

Not everyone can read, but all those who can hear, see, articulate or something, can appreciate a good story. We all love tales, but some tales require more than to listen. Some tales require a set mode, like a ghost story needs the campfire and the fall of night to give it its might. A love story requires a serenade or soft vocal cords. Some stories require the gesture of arms, others the illustrative magic of a picture. Some stories are better read than told, and vice versa.

Not everyone can write either, but those who are literates can. And all of those can write. If they write well, is another question, but bottom line is - they can write if they want to. So, how is it that some stories evolve beyond the aspects of the authors’ fantasy, into millions of people’s minds? How does a story become wildly popular a story known by the world around us? According to John Ruskin "Every book are divisible into two classes, the books of the hour, and the books or all time." So how do we know were our own words fit if we attempt the literate stages of art? The really good stories seem to be made by middle-aged men, who are semi bold and a professor in literature or history or something like that; an academic, in other words. Does that mean that Those of us who are fresh out of obligatory schooling stand no chance?

And if we do, does that mean that every book of all time was written by people who were born with the gift of empathy? Or rather the gift of capturing their surroundings? Should this loophole prohibit those of us who want to write a story that we feel could enlighten some, even if our writing skills sucks? I do not believe we can help our nature of opening our mouths, or mind to others. We do as we do and pray tell even though we wish not. all depends on the courage of which we put it forth.