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The following is an excerpt from the just-released book, 'Tell to Win':

Once you’ve got your hero, what gets the emotion moving? What holds us spellbound, begging for more? Michael Jackson taught me in no uncertain terms, the answer is drama.

Back in 1991, Jackson already was a force to be reckoned with. After renewing his contract with Sony for a record-setting $65 million, he released his eighth album, "Dangerous¸" with the singles “Black or White” and “Remember the Time,” both of which dominated the pop charts. As CEO of Sony Pictures, I’d sat in on the studio production of that album and was overwhelmed by Michael’s creative intensity and perfectionism.

His ambition knew no bounds. But when Sony’s most important musical asset invited me to his home in Encino to discuss his plans to get into movies and television, I was taken aback. Michael had proven he knew everything there was to know about pop music, but movies were a different animal. He wanted to produce as well as act. That meant telling stories. Could he do it?

I didn’t even have to ask the question. “In both films and music,” Michael said, “you have to know where the drama is and how to present it.” He gave me a long, intense stare and abruptly stood up. “Let me show you.”

He led me upstairs to the hallway outside his bedroom, where we stopped in front of a huge glass terrarium. “This,” he said, “is Muscles.”

Inside, a massive snake was coiled around a tree branch. His head was tracking something in the opposite corner of the terrarium.

Michael pointed with his finger at the object of Muscles’ obsession. A little white mouse was trying to hide behind a pile of wood shavings.

I said hopefully, “Are they friends?”

“Do they look it?”

“No. The mouse is trembling.”

Michael said, “We have to feed Muscles live mice, otherwise he won’t eat. Dead ones don’t get his attention.”

“So why doesn’t he just go ahead and eat it?”

He said, “Because he enjoys the game. First he uses fear to get the mouse’s attention, then he waits, building tension. Finally, when the mouse is so terrified it can’t move, Muscles will close in.”

That snake had the attention of that mouse, and that mouse had the attention of that snake -- and Michael Jackson had my attention.

“That’s drama,” he said.

“It sure is!” I said. “This story has everything -- stakes, suspense, power, death, good and evil, innocence and danger. I can’t stand it. And I can’t stop watching.”

“Exactly,” he said. “What’s going to happen next? Even if you know what it is, you don’t know how or when.”

“Maybe the mouse will escape.”

Michael let out one of his high, strange laughs. “Maybe.”

If I’d had the slightest doubt about Jackson’s command as a teller of stories, it evaporated that day. His telling to win profoundly and clearly taught me that nothing grabs our attention faster than the need to know what happens next?

Back at UCLA, I asked Dan Siegel to help me understand from his perspective as a neuroscientist why people are so enthralled by drama. Siegel pointed out that emotions don’t occur spontaneously. Nor, as any actor knows, can they be summoned at will. Emotions have to be aroused. “And arousal gets heightened,” Siegel said, “when you realize, I don’t know if the mountain lion’s still there; I don’t know if the spaceship is going to get back; I’m not sure he’s going to win the race. You have to have tension between expectation and uncertainty. Emotional tension drives you to think it might go this way, but it might go that way, and that makes you wonder, what will happen next?”

The more you wonder what will happen next, the more you pay attention. And the more attention you pay, the more you hear, notice, and retain.

One reason I was so helplessly enthralled as I watched Michael Jackson’s mouse and snake was that they were enacting a story of primal desire and dread. Somewhere deep in our DNA, we all have this story lurking because, at some stage of our evolution, if not in our more immediate existence, we lived this story. We were the weaker prey that hid trembling inside the cave from the saber-tooth lurking outside.

Of course, most business storytellers don’t need to set dramatic stakes as high as death or survival. But even business stories are told best if they trigger the conflict between dread and desire. Desire is a core human need which in business may translate as landing a job, motivating employees, keeping an account, impressing a boss, successfully launching a product, or securing a brand. The more we desire something, the greater our fear of not achieving it. And that emotional tension engages your audience because it makes them feel “what’s in it for them.”
posted by M_Annie_J
A little over half a century ago, the angels, just as they always do, were playing with starlight. When angels play with starlight, it turns into a pure gold stone that shines all of the colours of the rainbow. Once, and only once, an angel dropped some golden starlight and it fell onto Earth. The precious stone formed into the shape of a human boy who had magical eyes and a smile that made your heart melt. He danced and sang for us and we laughed with joy. As he aged into a man he grew even more beautiful and continued to bring us light and happiness. Like wine, his music grew sweeter as time...
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Before Kasey knew it, tomorrow night had arrived. Kasey waited in her living room patiently for Michael to arrive. As she was waiting her cellphone began to ring, she then took her phone out of her purse and saw her friend Pixy was calling. "What up?" Kasey said answering the phone. "Hey girl I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner with me and some of the ladies from work?" Pixy asked. "Actually no I cant I already have a dinner date with someone else." Kasey replied. "What who?" , "Im not going to tell you because its none of your business and even if I did tell you, you would flip...
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posted by mjshoe1313
THERE WILL BE A SMALL SEX SEAN LETTING EVERY ONE KNOW

i squirmed and wiggled on the sofa my legs to short to reach the floor barry watched me amused that i was so impatient but what 5 year old would not be.

barry michael
michael hu
barry sit still
michael i cant i need to go to the bathroom
barry go then we don't need any wet pants

i ran to the boys room as i was watching my hands i got thinking of the future of being an adult having 12 or gee 13 children of my own all different races cultures and stuff like that then i looked at my hair this dark blue was what i was born with it looked black...
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posted by MissJackson77
Once we were home again, Michael was feeling still down after what had happened.
"Michael, forget about it, please?" I begged. Michael walked over to his bed and sat down, burying his head in his hands. He sighed.
"I can't, that wasn't a good place for someone your age to be.." Michael replied with a frown.
"I'm ok, it's you I'm worried about. Those guys were awful, they shouldn't have done that to you..!" I told him, sitting down on the bed next to him and stroking his back. Michael looked up at me, tears in his eyes.
"I hate being like this in front of you, but my emotions and everything are...
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posted by MissJackson77
The room went quiet. I could hear Michael's light breathing over the too of the men who were sat opposite Michael. I peeped out from under the table to see what was going on. I saw about 12 guys, 11 dressed in black suits and 1 dressed in a grey one. I was assuming the grey-suited guy was the main guy. I saw Michael, he was looking a little nervous but professional. I saw one of the men stand up, leaning on the table with his hands.
"So, what do you want from us?" the guy asked, with a yell. Michael now looked angry. Michael stood up.
"You know what I want, I want you to back off!" He yelled...
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posted by MissJackson77
[For this story, my name is going to be Becky. Hope you like the story, please tell me what you think of it, Thank you:)]

Chapter 1: [In 1988, BAD era Michael]
"Michael pass me the ball!" I called ahead to Michael, who was running with the ball I was asking for, about 10 metres ahead of me. We were in the field near Neverland, which was huge. Me and Michael always enjoyed playing there.
"You gotta catch me first!" Michael giggled, running faster. I tried to run a little faster but I wasn't very good at running and I have asthma which makes me tired quicker. I gave up and stopped running, falling...
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Michael and Quincy sat in the room, listening to the tapes that were recorded just a few hours ago. It was unclear what Quincy thought, but Michael felt the grown up and disco feel it had. " This is gonna sell." He mumbled excitedly. Quincy nodded in agreement before standing up. " Hey Mike, I gotta go, my wife Peggy is waiting for me. And so is her shrimp gumbo. See ya later Funky." He left.

Now I was alone, with nobody to be found. So, I packed up everything and left. Mother was probably get worried, so I called my driver to get me home, since my car was in the shop getting repainted.
Michael's P.O.V.

Just sitting here watching Joseph and Tito arguing for about two hours now.

" Boy, I know you don't wanna get married, right? That Deidre, Deanna, Dana, Daphne girl, whatever her name is will get in the way." Joseph scowled, crossing his arms.

" But Joseph, she won't be any harm to the group. She just wants me! And her name is DeeDee." Tito argued.

I really don't understand why Joseph flips out when somebody wants to get married. He did when Rebbie had gotten married, though we weren't able to make it.

Tito is getting around that age where people start to feel free, so I don't...
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Michael's P.O.V
So Joseph told everyone to get dressed. I was the first to do so because I'm so excited! Also curious. Still wondering. It's 11:26 right now.

Dahlias family made a stop to the gas station. Daniel went to pump the gas while Dahlia and her mother went to the bathroom. After they went to the bathroom, they got to the car and Daniel was finished pumping the gas.Daniel gave back Moms gas card. Then they continued to drive to the Jacksons house.
About an hour later, they arrived at the house. Joseph and the boys were outside to greet them. When Dahlia got out the car, Michael ran towards...
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posted by Eternalmike
Dahlia now
Dahlia now
6 years later... Dahlia is now used to her life in Nevada. Michael and his brothers are getting really famous and are moving to California.But Michael and his brothers and Joseph stop in Nevada. Dahlia never forgot about Michael, she has a huge crush on him now. Michael didn't either, they're going to meet for the first time in 6 years...

Dahlia's P.O.V
So Mia (my best friend) and I were watching the Brady bunch today! Our favorite character is Marcia Brady. The Brady Bunch is always entertaining to watch with Mia. Mia is so fun and crazy! But I miss Michael my supporter. I saw him perform in...
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Michael now
Michael now
4 years later...

1978

Michael's P.O.V.

Things been going well, but I feel like I'm missing something. I haven't seen Jaycee since she moved to New York with her family back in '74. The only thing I have left of her is a gold chain necklace she gave me after one of my concerts. To tell the truth, I really do miss her and if I had the chance to, I would tell her that I love her. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Diana; as in Diana Ross. That's right, we were still shooting the Wiz.

" Mike, time to shoot again. You okay?" She asked with a smooth, calm voice...
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