Stories from a messy placeš©µ
On micro-storytelling, reclaiming stories & sharing things anyway
āI was meant to be a breaker of some stories and a maker of othersā¦even a vessel for the most precious cargo you can carry, the stories waiting to be told, and the stories that set us free.ā
- Rebecca Solnit, Recollections of My Non-Existence
Hi Friend,
1. Of course, I had another post planned today. šI started writing it last week, realised Iād planned to post it on the Thursday before the Easter break and that perhaps, this served nobody. Then somehow, as I came back to it, it felt like the story had moved on. At least for now. Isnāt that what stories do?
2. Coming to write this, I didnāt feel I had a bright shiny package to offer you. I felt like I didnāt really have anything to say. But I knew I didnāt want to not show up. To fall back into the familiar trap of silencing myself before I even start.
3. So much of my life feels tangled up in a messy middle right now. Iām working on a new offer for corporate clients, waiting for feedback on a creative project, trying to support my 18-year-old in the thick of A-levels. Like thereās a handful of stories orbiting around me, that I canāt quite pin down.
4. My algorithm is flooded with ads for storytelling masterclasses. Promises to create your 6-figure story and high-ticket offers and blah blah. Like we have one perfectly formed story we need to use in our PR or marketing. Of course, I believe in clarity and untangling your stories. I also believe in story structure. I donāt believe this has to be perfect before we share them.
5. In my poetry, I keep finding the way that womenās stories have been silenced throughout history ā from the bible through to Substack. You know I love my Greek myths so forgive me if I start with Cassandra, the prophetess, who could see the future ā including the destruction of Troy - but nobody listened to. The New Yorker just did this great piece on how Mary Magdalene was written out of the bible. The darkness shone on womenās stories is too huge a topic to grapple with here. Itās a degree subject. That shapes womenās experience every day. As Elissa Altman wrote, āHow many stories are not being told, by women, by people who grew up in cultures that limit storytelling?ā I think of my grandmother. I think of women everywhere. Especially now.
6. How do we reclaim all these stories? Itās a whole newsletter in its own right but I love the āGreek Girl Mythā* renaissance for this reason. Work like Nikita Gillās and my wonderful Primers colleague and friend, Laura Varnam, unlocking one silenced womanās voice at a time.
7. Many storytelling courses still use Joseph Campbellās hero's journey template: hero goes on adventure, hero triumphs over decisive event, hero returns transformed. The end. Itās also called a āmonomythā which, by definition, means one single story. I was not expecting to bring the patriarchy into this essay today but how many womenās lives fit into a singular story arc? (Iām not gender essentialist, and I donāt think menās do either). How many versions of you ā mum/ daughter/ sister/ partner/ friend/ boss/ business owner/ colleague/ cat feeder/ WhatsApp present organiser have you been by 9am most days?
8. Sometimes youāre coming to your story from the beginning, sometimes 2/7ths of the way through. Sometimes from the messy middle. Or the bit just after that. Not every story is neatly tied up in a bow either. Sometimes it just ends. And a new one starts.
9. We are all so rich in stories. Why would we tie ourselves to just one? The How I started by business/ burnout/ changed my money mindset ā all so valid, but weāre more than each of those. Our stories live alongside each other and spring from each other. Stories run through us like rivers, a current to our life force, moving us forward into the mouth of the ocean. Then they start again at the water source. Gathering more as they go.
10. How can your stories expand you? Each of us has a multitude of touchpoints, of resonance and relatability and inspiration. That connect to forgotten parts of us and new selves. That reach the different layers of who weāre speaking to. In the stretch bit of my barre class at the weekend, Marnie Alton, spoke of how the Joni Mitchell records she listened to as a teen in Canada, with their stories about California and life and love, shaped her decision to move to LA. How this became the tapestry of who she is. I was immediately transported back to my own teenage self, 17 and quietly reading Syliva Plath for the first time, dreaming of leaving and cities and freedom. A stitch in my own tapestry.
11. Stories that have helped me lately: One from Steph Caswell talking about inconsistent income when you run your own business. This brave and honest piece from Nat Lue. Maya C. Popa on how deep the origins of achievement run. Iām so grateful each of these incredible storytellers didnāt talk themselves out of not sharing their story.
12. Perhaps itās ok for me to do the same. Perhaps we need these stories even more.The ones from hard places. Lonely places. Stuck places. Even this messy place. Perhaps itās even a responsibility.
Where are you in your story right now? Whatās the one youāre not quite ready to tell? Will you share it anyway?
As always, Iām so, so grateful for every ā¤ļø, comment and reply.
See you on the Stack or right back in your inbox.
With love,
Antonia xo
*Myths of other origins are available
At 7.48am Iāve already been four stories (I counted š). Love all your thoughts on storytelling. I feel my story stopped being told once I got to the āmade redundant and started own businessā and Iāve never looked at or told the many iterations, ups and downs and inside outs of my 10 years as my own boss. It doesnāt fit into that story arc but maybe thatās what makes it real and interesting. Thanks for making me think as always.
Wow; thereās so much in here. I personally love hearing peopleās stories; even if Iāve heard them before. Sending love. ā¤ļø