leyton and Waiting for Life To Return finally agreed on an extract. Well, almost. They drew straws in the end and are now involved in a rather petty stand off. But forgive them their childish behaviour - this is afterall very importnat to them both. Anyway, here is the extarct. Enjoy, we hope it wets your appetite!
Exiting the tree-lined corridor, I step on to the wooden footbridge that traverses shallow water below, and pause to reflect. I look awful, the shimmering surface and dull lighting depict an abhorrent sight. ‘God I am old,’ I curse, and then watch my spit arc into the night, and angle, slowly, onto the glass below where the moon,weightlessly placed on a deciduous, doubles like a giant pair of balloons on the blanket of grey, undulating silk.
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What it's all about
Imagine you are a story. You'd want to be heard, wouldn't you? You wouldn't want to be lying idle on a PC drive, or sat collecting dust on a shelf or in an attic. You'd want to live, forever.
But in this modern world stories find it increasingly difficult to be told. The age old practice of gathering around fires to relate tales of yore and now has all but dissappeared. Magazines are increasingly fussy. Writer's increasingly frustrated. They write the stories, try to find them a home, but are rejected time and time again. So the stories lye idle, their tiny hearts still beating, but drowned out in the chaos of the modern world.
But they still want to be heard. They still want to find someone that loves them, and then someone else, and someone else and...
One Short Story To Be Told gives stories a chance to be heard. And not just by one person! See I believe that editors and publishers aren't always right. I believe people want to hear as many stories as possible. I believe people want not just to read a story, but to share it too.
In essence I believe that humans are on the stories side.
So I am publishing a series of books that contain just ONE STORY. And I am publishing just ONE COPY OF EACH BOOK. I'm then sending the book out into the world, and I am asking those that receive the book to read the story, and then do what the story desperately wants you to do: PASS IT ON.
Don't keep it. Don't throw it on the shelf. Don't put it in the bin. Don't throw it under the bed - if you do that then that story dies. And that would be a tragedy. And we have enough tragedies in the world already.
Please keep the dream alive for our stories; PASS THE BOOK ON. PASS IT ON.
But in this modern world stories find it increasingly difficult to be told. The age old practice of gathering around fires to relate tales of yore and now has all but dissappeared. Magazines are increasingly fussy. Writer's increasingly frustrated. They write the stories, try to find them a home, but are rejected time and time again. So the stories lye idle, their tiny hearts still beating, but drowned out in the chaos of the modern world.
But they still want to be heard. They still want to find someone that loves them, and then someone else, and someone else and...
One Short Story To Be Told gives stories a chance to be heard. And not just by one person! See I believe that editors and publishers aren't always right. I believe people want to hear as many stories as possible. I believe people want not just to read a story, but to share it too.
In essence I believe that humans are on the stories side.
So I am publishing a series of books that contain just ONE STORY. And I am publishing just ONE COPY OF EACH BOOK. I'm then sending the book out into the world, and I am asking those that receive the book to read the story, and then do what the story desperately wants you to do: PASS IT ON.
Don't keep it. Don't throw it on the shelf. Don't put it in the bin. Don't throw it under the bed - if you do that then that story dies. And that would be a tragedy. And we have enough tragedies in the world already.
Please keep the dream alive for our stories; PASS THE BOOK ON. PASS IT ON.
you have teased long enough Mr Attens, that extract will bearly keep me alive till the launch .. but if you insist .. but i warn you a very hungary imagination now waits..already i have things to say to this character.. from Beads.
ReplyDeleteBeads, it is out of my hands!! The story has control. But rest assured I have informed Waiting for Life to Return of your hungry imagination and, if I may so, slightly indignant tone. You know though, as I do, there will be no response, apart from silence. 88*googleplex, leyton
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