Good stories–fun and engaging stories–hold up a welcome, well-lit mirror to our faces. We seek them and delight in them even as we examine the flaws–a wrinkle or a stray eyebrow. And they give us good value in return.
Great stories arrest my breath. Like waking in bed in pitch black midnight to discover a stranger sitting in a chair watching me and taking detailed notes of my every dream and my every nightmare. Giving me more than I wanted, but everything I need.