{"id":4198,"date":"2019-09-16T12:26:07","date_gmt":"2019-09-16T19:26:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/?page_id=4198"},"modified":"2019-09-16T14:33:42","modified_gmt":"2019-09-16T21:33:42","slug":"have-you-lost-your-tale","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/creative-writing\/have-you-lost-your-tale\/","title":{"rendered":"Have You Lost Your Tale (and become one of the &#8220;Drudge People&#8221;)?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"4202\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/creative-writing\/have-you-lost-your-tale\/drudge-people\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/Drudge-People.jpg\" data-orig-size=\"580,300\" data-comments-opened=\"0\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1544701851&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"Drudge People\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/Drudge-People-300x155.jpg\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/Drudge-People.jpg\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-4202\" src=\"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/Drudge-People.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"580\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/Drudge-People.jpg 580w, https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/Drudge-People-150x78.jpg 150w, https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/Drudge-People-300x155.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 580px) 100vw, 580px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Drudge people.\u00a0 You see them every day.\u00a0 On the news.\u00a0 In your town.\u00a0 Outside your window.\u00a0 Perhaps, even in your own home.<\/p>\n<p>You can easily recognize them as they have lost their tales.\u00a0 With no tale, they are directionless, shuffling endlessly forward with no destination.<\/p>\n<p>How did they become Drudge People?\u00a0 They were not born that way, oh no!\u00a0 Each and every one\u00a0came into this world\u00a0as we all did, with a curious mind and an inquisitive spirit.\u00a0 Life seemed an endless wonder and full of opportunities to explore.\u00a0 Each new discovery was a tale to tell &#8211; a eureka moment so powerful that we ran to share it with our loved ones and friends, lest it burst within us\u00a0before we could release the pressure of epiphany.<\/p>\n<p>And then we started school.\u00a0 Suddenly, there was regimen.\u00a0 Conformity was rewarded, individuality punished.\u00a0 Oh, not in in such direct terms (that would be abhorrent to our democratic ideals in these United States.)\u00a0 And yet, we were all gently guided away from enthusiasm and into the soft protective embrace of routine.\u00a0 Layer by layer, responsibilities, obligations, social sensitivity, compromise and procrastination became our shellac and armor in what we were constantly reminded was a cold and dangerous world.<\/p>\n<p>Our education ended when we were fully indoctrinated, inoculated, and insulated from any original thinking and targeted instead on whatever mindless task was placed before us.\u00a0 In short, we were ready for the work place.\u00a0 And it was here the alchemist&#8217;s art of turning students into automatons was refined into the science of creating a population of\u00a0 robot-slaves.<\/p>\n<p>In a technically savvy world, the shackles must be so subtle as to be invisible to all except the jailers &#8211; the emperor&#8217;s new closed mind.\u00a0 No tangible restraints can be seen.\u00a0 But for those with a keen eye and a little patience, you can identify the Drudge People in our midst.\u00a0 If you suspect someone, ask yourself, &#8220;When was the last time (Person Z) bolted into my cubicle aglow with something (he or she) couldn&#8217;t wait to tell me?&#8221;\u00a0 When was the last time they posted something original on Face book, other than their new high score on some life-eating game or a link to someone else&#8217;s pictures or a re-post of someone else&#8217;s thought or (most telling of all) simply clicked the &#8220;Like&#8221; button without writing anything in response?\u00a0 You see, when you lose your tale you have nothing to say.\u00a0 The Muse has run out of you and your creative juices have crystallized in your veins.<\/p>\n<p>We become infected whenever we consume rather than create, when we opt for a virtual experience instead of an actual one, a recorded adventure as a safer substitute for the real thing.\u00a0 The more we show up right on time for our daily coat of varnish, the less it becomes our shield and the more it serves as our prison.\u00a0 After years of build-up, the constraints have become so thick that one may become wholly beyond redemption.<\/p>\n<p>But there is hope for some of us, my friends.\u00a0 If your eyes have been opened and you can now (perhaps for the first time) see the glossy membranes that are hardening around you, there is still a chance to avoid permanent incarceration.\u00a0 You need to re-grow your tale.\u00a0 This will not be easy.\u00a0 Through atrophy, it has likely been almost wholly absorbed back into your system and re-tasked as raw material to be added to your casing.<\/p>\n<p>Begin as thus: seek out original thinkers &#8211; those few individuals whose clarion voices resound out above the din of the mindless masses.\u00a0 They are they outcasts, perhaps even the outlaws in our civilized society.\u00a0 Listen to their call, but not too long, for it as easy to become lured by the siren song as it is to become deaf to innovation.<\/p>\n<p>Take in these new voices just long enough to resonate within yourself &#8211; to build up a sympathetic vibration that begins, ever so gradually, to create cracks in your full mental jacket.\u00a0 Then funnel the energy of those maverick rants into your core &#8211; recharge the cells at the base of your tale until, through the synthesis of many alternative ideas you begin to form one of your own.<\/p>\n<p>All it takes is a single concept &#8211; something you&#8217;ve not thought or heard before.\u00a0 Take note &#8211; this is a delicate and crucial time in the clockwork of your escape!\u00a0 Do not let that concept simply fade away as you are distracted by the next mind-numbing diversion that drifts upon you from the mill of collective mundanity.\u00a0 Nurture that embryonic thought, feed it with research and water it with conjecture.\u00a0 Allow it to place roots in your mind, so strong that it will not be scoured from your consciousness by the next brisk breeze of life.\u00a0 Grow it stout and tall until it bears fruit.\u00a0 And as it expands, it will poke out through one of the cracks in your cage and you will find that your tale has begun to grow again.<\/p>\n<p>But tales are not self-sustaining, they must be exercised regularly if they are to become and remain the rudder of your life course.\u00a0 This can only be accomplished by putting them into action &#8211; wagging your thoughts.\u00a0 And you do this just as when you were a child &#8211; you run excitedly to your loved ones and friends to tell them of your wonderful new experience or discovery.<\/p>\n<p>You can do this in fiction.\u00a0 You can do it in fact.\u00a0 You can do it in music or pictures or words.\u00a0 You will find that it quickly burns within you &#8211; an intensity of life you had either forgotten or perhaps not ever experienced.\u00a0 And the more your engage it, the more brightly it shines, as do you.<\/p>\n<p>And finally, when you are a self-starting engine of creativity, when life has become both raw and meaningful again, perhaps you will take a moment to cast a life line to another who is still not wholly beyond hope.\u00a0 A life line such as this article I&#8217;m throwing to you.\u00a0 But, for the love of God, don&#8217;t just post a link to this or simply &#8220;like&#8221; it without any original comments of your own, or you may\u00a0be truly lost and doomed to remain one of the Drudge People forever&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p><em><a href=\"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/melanie-anne-phillips-an-introduction\/\">Melanie Anne Phillips<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Break out of the ordinary<br \/>\nwith my <a href=\"http:\/\/storymind.com\/storyweaver.htm\">StoryWeaver App<\/a><\/em><\/h2>\n<p id=\"obi_random_banners_posts\" class=\"obi_random_banners_posts\"><a rel=\"nofollow\" target=\"_blank\" href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Man-Made-First-Hour-Event-ebook\/dp\/B09WYXMFBV\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/Screenshot-2023-11-27-3.58.58-PM.png\" class=\"aligncenter\"><\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Drudge people.\u00a0 You see them every day.\u00a0 On the news.\u00a0 In your town.\u00a0 Outside your window.\u00a0 Perhaps, even in your own home. You can easily recognize them as they have lost their tales.\u00a0 With no tale, they are directionless, shuffling endlessly forward with no destination. How did they become Drudge People?\u00a0 They were not born [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":2456,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4198","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P36xpN-15I","jetpack_likes_enabled":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4198","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4198"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4198\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4203,"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4198\/revisions\/4203"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2456"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4198"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}