At Story Luck, we have met hundreds of storytellers, both on our stage, and elsewhere. And let me tell you… Some subjects are more difficult than others. But if there’s one thing we never do, …
Storytelling serves as one of the most powerful tools for human connection and learning, forging bonds between people and ideas while making complex information more memorable and engaging than traditional fact-based communication. Research shows that …
Let me let you into my life for a hot minute. One thing I do at Story Luck is reach out to our storytelling features ahead of a show to kinda touch base. And after …
Ashley Lusk is a bold voice in comedy. And we are honored to have her featuring at The Story Luck Show. 4 Features, 4 open Mic Slots for anyone in Chicago to share a story. …
This show’s line up is full of friends! Those of you who’ve been following Story Luck, have seen Kory May before, as he’s gotten to feature, come hang out as a friend to watch, AND …
We have received a demanding telegram signed by the ØwO. Our interns are working on the best way to decipher it’s coded contents but it seems that it’s up to Here’s the Story to help coordinate and facilitate the telling of a grand Journeyman’s story.
Lucky for us, that’s our alley! Perhaps that’s why we were sought out? This is absolutely the sort of thing we want to be working on. And to facilitate that end we will post the real life tales and updates that surround putting a show like Journey to the End of the Night together. We will provide a place for you to volunteer and understand the mechanics of the game. If you have questions, feel free to post them in the comments or hit our email.
A big warm virtual sparkly-eyed hug to everyone who came and listened and shared their stories on Wednesday night. I had such a good time listening to all of you, and felt totally welcome in sharing my own stories… as spoooky as they turned out to be. : ) Who knows why we feel moved to tell what we do at an event like this? Sometimes it’s because someone else’s story sparked our memory of something, and sometimes it seems like a story comes out of nowhere, unrelated to anything, but we really want to share it anyway. I love both kinds, and have vivid memories of the stories you all shared. Poor little Butterball dangling in the air… Andy’s uncle making his cousin eat everyone else’s food… the fish on the pillow… the gifted wallet… the future king of comedy… Nadia hearing her dad tell the story of her own birth for the first time… the Agressive Behavior of 100 pound catfish (what was his name)? And then there were Joey’s chocolate chip pumpkin cupcakes, which like Dan said were a story in and of themselves.
It’s coming together! I osculate between two emotions, the first of which I’ll delineate for you bellow. HtS is going to be huge. To the thirty-plus of you who showed up last night, I hope the hipster cred takes you far. Next year you can be all like, “Pffft, of course I know about HtS? …
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My friend Siamak and I were talking on the phone today about improv and writing and first dates. We were considering that there’s a lot we have inside ourselves that only gets offered up in the presence of somebody we trust. Bright things that get shared more freely in a situation where someone else (teammate, …
Lo siento mi amigos para I didn’t make this all that adventuresome… and I’ll admit to further failings before we are through. Such as, I also don’t think the tutorial is better than say this, which I used as a guide to make my chocolate brains. BUT! I did promise a tutorial along with a slew of other articles and I figured I’d need to get at least one of them out lest I become known as a liar.
Even though liars have a place in the hearts of numerous great storytellers and perhaps even a place in my heart, I don’t want to be one. Lines at the bottom will tell you, “He doesn’t want to be thought of as a total lout.” You should probably trust bottom lines, seeing as they are known for their unwavering honesty.
Pluss-Pluss-Pluss I want an excuse to write about last month’s potluck. A good number of people showed up, more with food than dressed up as Zombies but despite my chagrin, the survivors didn’t get in any fights with the walking dead.
I am excited about this. Not everything is simple, but in the middle of it all is a feeling that is. A feeling which, I’ve found–when I’ve had some courage and commitment to listen to it in my life– has brought me to the brightest places. Uncanny conversations, relevant exchanges, revolutions of friendship and creative adventure, answers, treasures, remedies and the very best surprises seem to come with more ease when I have some willingness to follow an interior sense of home. This is a feeling like joy, like recognizing something new that looks somehow familiar; like part of my own story that I remember with affection. Like I remember where I come from, sometimes I remember where I’m going.
To be sure, it is work sometimes to follow, let alone hear, this internal sense of direction. But I keep trying, and sometimes, the directions are louder than others. Like now. Like with this event Dan and I are making with and for our friends (those known, and yet-unknown : )). It’s a good challenge to bring it into being, but in the middle of it all it is a deep happiness… a feeling of yes and joy and of-course, that makes me feel like it is the nicest idea in the world for us to gather people ’round to listen to and be delighted by each other.
