“Everyone knows if you want to torch old scaffolding, you travel solo. I am here for internal arson. Don’t touch me.”
Somebody wasn’t in the best frame of mind! Ah, holidays. Perhaps you can relate. I was also younger and wildly unhappy at the time.
Above is the pull quote from a story I wrote for the inaugural issue of Swink Magazine http://www.swinkmag.com/ inspired by a month-long trip I took to India. If I can, I prefer to travel during this time of year – especially to exotic places where they don’t celebrate these holidays. I chose to frame my Indian adventure by seeking out Death and Tigers. I hadn’t seen either one up close. The story is called “Death Is Not Ping-Pong.” Here are the opening few lines.
“One morning in Varanasi, I find myself at the Manikarnika burning ghat staring at the cremations in the misty, predawn light. Seven pyres burn simultaneously. One body per pyre – minimum 200 kg of costly sandalwood – in various stages of fiery destruction…The main fire…has supposedly been burning for 5000 years.”
We Americans are not so comfortable with death – including me. So I have always been drawn to cultures that are more intimate with death and dying, who have rituals, who prepare – and who also embrace life with more passion than we tend to do. I want to learn.
I stood there in Varanasi on the banks of the burning ghats, watching the cremations as if hypnotized. Strangely peaceful. From dawn until deep into the night. Hours passed. I had no sense of time. Then…
“A brass band plays cheerfully and out of tune. A corpse is carried down the ghats. As the corpse gets nearer, I see it is a woman, quite young, no, middle-aged…maybe my age…with lustrous black hair that fans seductively on the bamboo stretcher. Rose petals shudder softly on her eyelids, and as she passes, red powder shakes free from her raiment. Though sheathed in layers of shiny gold and red silk, her form is pleasing. What did she die from? What did she do to bring this on? Is it possible she’s napping? I’m freaked, for the first time. No I’m not. I am meant to see her. I think of the moment in Luis Bunuel’s memoir My Last Sigh where he spies a dead woman’s hair spilling from a broken tomb lid, shining in a moonlit cemetery. He is both stricken with its beauty, and utterly terrified.
Through the scrim of gray air, this woman emerges from the fog wrapped like the perfect, unexpected gift.”
In this moment, I confronted my own death in some way. My future physical death — and, the current psychological death of an old, troubled me. A tranquil bliss suffused my entire being. Pure, whole-hearted peace. The entire time I stood there at the burning ghat, and the hours melted by, felt like an instant. And an eternity.
What is that about? Granted, this is an extreme example. And – this writing makes some things clear. You could say many things about these short excerpts from the much longer story – except that they’re boring. I was not only never bored in India, I was on sensory overload – every milli-second. I exaggerate not. When I came back, it took me six months before I could tell stories about the trip I was in such a state of culture shock.
I found a way to articulate what happened to me in India, that relates to time and story, in a great Scientific American article, “Time On The Brain: How You Are Always Living In The Past And Other Quirks Of Perception.”
Here’s the relevant passage:
“When we’re sitting through a boring event, it seems to take forever. But when we look back on it, it went by in a flash. Conversely, when you’re doing something exciting, time seems to race by, but when you look back on it, it stretched out. In the first case, there was little to remember, so your brain collapsed the feeling of duration. In the second, there was so much to remember, so the event seemed to expand. Time flies when you’re having fun, but crawls when you recollect in tranquility.”
Isn’t that brilliant? I bet you can fill in the blanks with some of your own experiences at various conferences, events, or those blogs you start reading, then stop midway…
“Time flies when you’re having fun, but crawls when you recollect in tranquility.“
Wouldn’t we all like to create memorable experiences like that for our current and prospective clients?
Most of you have heard me repeat, the biggest sin is to bore. Entrepreneurs, you do not want to bore your current or prospective clients. The amount of white noise out there now is, frankly, the equivalent of India. Things are coming at you non-stop, crazytown, and from every angle. (Another time, I’ll try to describe what driving in India is like. Suffice to say, every single insane second you expect to smash – into a building, an autorickshaw, a sacred cow…)
Writing tip: Read your story drafts out loud after you’ve written them. If you bore yourself? Guaranteed you’ll bore others. So go back to work, mercilessly cut out the boring stuff — and bring that story to life!
How will you stand out? You must conjure details! You must create excitement. You must render your story like a mini-movie. You may or may not have liked what I wrote – but I bet you’ll remember at least some of it.
Let me know if anything sticks in your head. That’s the test. And in order to do that, you must see the scene clearly. Vividly. You must feel it viscerally.
When something is exciting to you, when you are invested, you will notice more details. You will take care to capture them on the page, on the stage. And when you do? You will slow down time – for yourself, and for your prospective and current clients.
Then your story will become memorable.
You will have gifted them an experience.
And here’s the kicker:
Your memory is a marketing tool.
So get busy living stories, making memories. Then capture them in vibrant words.
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