An Atlanta USA writer named Paul Percy Bowles caught my eye back in 1983, when the popular writer had just finished “Story-crafting”.
I was already in the twilight of my broadcast manager career for the ABC in Australia and that in turn was long after my fourteen year-old sub-editorial work with the ‘class genius’ (we had our class paper proudly hung on the wall “The Cry”, a tribute to a famous pop singer from America.)
Paul Darcy Bowles once said he’d read his way through “every library that would give me a card!” By eleven he was writing a daily serial to read also in an English class, and at eighteen he wrote his first novel. For Bowles that was only the beginning, he never stopped writing. I found that his book gift was a sound memorial for him.
He had once said: “It starts with knowing the kind of story you want to write – choosing your stamping ground and staking it out as your own. And the kind of story is dictated by the kind you like to read. The richness and quality of your storytelling will always be reflected by your writing.” Though he was concentrating on fiction, much of his guidance remains spot-on right now, despite the Internet Age and – one finds it ringing across much of non-fiction communication as well.
In a conversation with several Hollywood elderly producers and directors at a Christmas Eve party in Canyon Road in the 1990s, my daughter and I (now a well-known film voice coach ) were advised to move carefully and, over time “to make the hard yards”. Despite the happy scarely-lived Fantasy writers stacked up in Twitter, it’s process that we are speaking about; it’s the only way.
Whether we are now designated as “teachers”, “educators”, “gossips” or even “gurus”, each of us has some way joined the communication business – most of us liked to tell clear and pungent stories from “Day One” (even if just to assure our nervous parents that their children’s grades “were on the up.”)
Before we ordinary folk became more aware of technical devices: printing press, letter delivery and telegrams – let-alone telephones, radios, televisions and computers and Internet-based devices – our very existence had already been caught up with excitement of trains and crowds of passengers surging along railway stations. A strong sense of train travel in a vast country space – the aroma and clatter of a train pulling into a station – they were the baseline of one’s daily life. We had wondered “Is the train coming soon?” and “Here’s the train coming!” but too quickly and mostly displaced by “There’s the Phone, Reg!” and the … texting.
Despite what war, which catastrophy it may be upon us, somehow the real places, ordinary people and general conversation had already laid the base of existence for most people. Individuals and groups of storytellers in newspapers and magazines; groups in town and city gathering places; in my own country Australia even the “talking circles” known by the aboriginal people ahead of us have “known the good oil” for millions of years. In Australia’s involvement in First World War, news flew through the ranks after a soldiers taking a breather and to chat behind a Furphy Water Tank.
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