In my life I have met a lot of people that are amazing storytellers, but there is one that beats them all, my dad. He is that kind of a storyteller that can make you believe that you are an elephant with fairy wings and dancing ballet; I know pretty extreme, but it’s true. Although I admire his gift of speech, I dislike it even more because that gift can be used wrong.
I guess what makes good story teller is not the story, but the use of voice on people. How you can make them believe what you want, good or bad. A storyteller inspires but also puts down people that’s the gift and curse of a powerful voice.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Spinning Yarns.”