By Phyllis f. McManus
As a little girl growing up in the
country, our families lived only a stone throw away from one another.
My grandparents’ house was a daily
adventure for me and all my cousins. Hot summer days were spent on
grandmother’s front porch with Grandmother being the center of attention. All
eyes would focus on her as she told another one of her ghost stories.
There is a difference in good storytelling
and great story telling. My Grandmother was a great storyteller. It seemed to
come natural.
Every one of her stories had its
beginning, something happened and then the ending. It had foundation and
structure, but I’m sure she didn’t plan it that way. She was old school; living
in a time that story telling was made for fun. Her audience was always a group
of kids sitting at her feet as she rocked in her rocker. She could tell us a
ghost story and draw us into her adventure like a catfish on a rusty hook. Yes,
she was a master of storytelling. She could take us on a journey of haunted
houses, ghostly graveyards, headless horsemen and dark stormy nights with just
a few words with anticipation in her voice. She used her gentle way of storytelling
to teach us how to plant a garden, get alone with others and how to make good
decisions. Of course at our age, we had no idea she was molding our young
brains. We just knew we were having the time of our lives enjoying Grandmother
spin tales of spooky characters.
I’m sure Grandmother planted a seed of
storytelling in me. I have used several of her characters in my books. As a
writer you absorb information in an abundance of ways. Mine came while sitting
either at the feet of my grandmother or on her lap.
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Phyllis f. McManus is an author of eight
books. She writes Southern fiction with a touch of mystery and suspense. Her
most treasured work is her two award winning non-fiction short stories that
appear in her latest book, “Southern Patchwork Quilt.” “The Southern Belle Breakfast Club” series
is causing a stir in the reader’s world. She brings life to a group of older
Southern women who treasure their bond of friendship. She started writing for
therapy when she lost both parents in a car accident. She soon discovered
writing was a journey for her recovery. Phyllis and her husband, Don, live in
North Carolina. When she isn’t busy writing and public speaking, they enjoy
traveling. They cherish life with their son and grandson who lives on six acres
of land they call McManus Hill.
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