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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.”
Michael knew exactly who the people were. He's sad that he can't talk to them because he's in an alternate world."Ok so I'll check the room I auditioned in with my brothers" Michael said."I'll check this room" The other Mike said pointing to a recording room.Michael walked upstairs to his auditioning room. He walked inside to find out that the room is empty and dark.Michael flipped the light switch to on and starts searching for the machine."Wow, I remember when I was singing 'I got the feeling' and I was nine years old" Michael said with flashbacks in his brain."I remember when we got into...
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Young Michael
Young Michael
We go back in time in Fancy and Michael's relationship. Before Summer, before the marriage, before the dating, all the way back to a simple, yet strong friendship.

Both Michael and Fancy are 10 years old, right near the time when Michael and his brothers were going to Motown.

Chapter 1: Scoring Big and Mighty

Fancy's P.O.V

As I come home from cheerleading practice, I look over at Michael's house. Michael and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. We were born in the same hospital, we went to the same preschool and we go to the same school.

My sister Felicity was inside the...
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Jada
Jada
Michael's P.O.V

I can't believe I kissed her! What did I do?!?! Ugh, I'm such a idiot. Jaycee will probably never talk to me again! The only thing to do is to call someone to pick us up. I drag my feet as I go to the pay phone. Twenty-Five cents for one stupid call. Lord have mercy.


Jaycee's P.O.V

He kissed me! He actually kissed me!!! You won't believe how long I wanted this day to come. I sat down In a chair and watch Michael negotiate on a pay phone. His face was saturated with sweat. He still looked cute to me.

Michael's P.O.V

I opted to call for Jermaine, who was the only one who knew...
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Practicing for the tour
Practicing for the tour
The next morning, we were at the Yokohama stadium practicing for the show coming up in a few days. Jessie was sitting in the seats, watching me perform with the dancers. She gave me a thumbs as I laughed while I sung. We were at the dance routine of the song and Jessie cheered me on. Everyone was, really. I smiled as I glided back to the microphone stand and sung the rest of 'Wanna be starting something.' then finished it off with our poses. The rest of the practicing was great! There was a lot of energy and spark in the whole performance. We practiced until 10 o'clock that night. We all left...
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"I'm in an alternate universe, the machine transported me into an alternate world" Michael said."What are you talking about?" The other Michael said confused."I'm in a world where this is the opposite of my life" Michael said explaining."Um ok" The other Mike said."How do I get back to my world?" Michael asked himself."Look,I'm not understanding the concept of an alternate world here but I think I know how" The other Michael said."How?"Michael asked."There is a transportation device somewhere that links your world to mine. You have to find it in order to get back to your world" The other Michael...
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(Jessie's perspective)
Michael took off my shirt and kissed my neck as I rubbed his chest while I moaned then kissed his forehead and threw my head back. I was about unbutton his shirt, until he grabbed my hands “No..." Michael voice trailed off as I put a worried look on my face “Why Michael?" I asked as he hung his head “I...I have a skin disorder that takes away the pigment of my skin." He said as I removed his hands “I'll show you, you'll show me." I whispered as he nodded. Button after button, it revealed the parts it was revealing the most important parts of his upper body it was...
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posted by Eternalmike
The next day, The Jackson 5 had the concert in Ohio. As usual, the screaming girl fans were screaming their heads off.The Jackson 5 did their lively performances that was just awesome.The Jackson 5 concluded with a performance of ' Never Can Say Goodbye' . The Jackson 5 went backstage with some fans.
The Jackson 5 met obsessed girl fans that was trying to kiss them.Their bodyguards were there and protected them from getting hurt by their fans.The Jackson 5 autographed every fans books or arms that were backstage. After they were finished, Mariah came. Michael smiled brightly and ran to kiss...
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posted by Eternalmike
Hours later, the pilot announced " Alright we are landing" . The Motown crew was delighted and so was Joseph. Marlon was asleep but the rest of the boys were awake." We're in Ohio?" Michael asked." Yes we are" Suzanne replied. The plane landed and that was the end of the flight. The Motown crew, Joseph, and the boys got off the plane and into the airport.Jackie was carrying sleeping Marlon. " Is Marlon gonna wake up soon?" Michael asked." I don't know" Jackie answered. The boys still had Joseph's second reaction on their minds.They got out of the airport and into the limousine going to their...
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posted by Eternalmike
When Michael came to Joseph, Joseph said " Why did you kiss that girl? Who is she, your girlfriend?" Michael's hands were suddenly sweaty." I said why did you kiss that girl, is she your girlfriend?" Joseph said.Michael had to confess, Joseph can be very scary. " I kissed that girl because she is my girlfriend" Michael confessed." Since when does a young boy like you likes girls like that?" Joseph asked." Since I was nine" Michael replied. " Don't tell me she's the girl who I told you to not be in that relationship with!" Joseph said. Michael was very nervous. " Is she that girl?" Joseph asked...
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posted by MJsGirl28
A/N: this isn't supposed to be in the Link section....but leave it alone.
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"Whoa!! Be careful with me. I'm not a toy." He said. He sounded funny, so I just laughed. "Michael...I'll be right back...I have so much stuff I want you to sign!" I ran upstairs and I grabbed my shirt, my guitar, my violin, my flute, my Michael Jackson toys, and a bunch of other stuff. When I went back downstairs...Michael was watching T.V. He saw what they said about him on the news. About his disease, about his glove, and the way Justin Bieber is trying...
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posted by Fashionista101
    According to his butler, Wyatt, thinking that he needed to get out of the hotel, offers to drive Michael around the city in his limo. Michael was still trying to get pass the pain and sorrow, even as he was feeling and thinking about ‘ALEX/DIANA’ as he sings:
    
I am the damned
I am the dead
I am the agony inside
The dying head
This is injustice
Woe unto thee
I pray this punishment
Would have mercy on me

And she promised me forever
That we’d live our life as one
We made our vows
We’d live a love so true
It seems that she has left me
For such reasons unexplained...
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I was outside of Neverland, waiting for the last interview for an assistant to come “She's not coming." Tatiana said as I kissed her cheek “Relax. She'll be here." I said as a red 1957 Chevy corvette pulled up to the gateway "Let them in!" I said as the gates opened and the corvette parked in the driveway. Out of the corvette was a woman with a thin, v-neck t-shirt on with a pair of black jeans and red Chuck Taylor's on. She had nice, curved body shape, caramel skin complection. The girl had a pretty face with her blue grey eyes “Is this the interview? Sorry I'm late." She politely said...
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posted by Eternalmike
The Jackson 5 are on tour and are traveling to their first stop.'' And this is the beginning of the madness'' Jackie said sighing.'' Yeah but it will stop'' Jermaine said trying to be positive.''Yeah and this is the start of being trapped in hotels because of crazy girl fans!'' Michael said.''Yeah and it also is the beginning of fun!'' Marlon said grinning.The boys nodded in agreement.
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The boys made it to their first stop.''Finally!'' Marlon said in relief.''Wow,Marlon must've thought it took really long to get...
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After being together for 4 years. Asad decides to propose to Nesha on their 4 year anniversary of being together. Nesha was awarded for being the best writer for New York Times and was promoted to be the head writer of the newspaper. Michael only had a year until he could see Nesha. This time he was going to steal her heart.

I woke up to the sweet smell of breakfast and smiled. It's been four years since me and Asad met. I hope he remembered our anniversary is today. I walked in the kitchen and saw that Asad was cooking "Hey babe. Happy anniversary." He greeted while he kissed my neck and...
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posted by KikiKool1983
I put my hand around his. " You're not going to die." I said, trying hard to hold my tears back.

He turned his head to look over at me. " Yes I will. I'm losing hope. And even if I don't, I might as well. I'm losing my daughter to some psycho, I got stabbed 3 times, there's no use."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mom crinkled her eyebrows. " There's no use Summer. You can't convince him that he isn't going to die." She said, no hope in her voice.

Dad was still awake, but he was frozen in one position. His messy curly hair was tossed around and flat on the pillow. When I rubbed my palm over his, they were very cold. If you think about it, you're actually not sure if he'll make it.

I rested my head on his chest, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't stand the fact the Dad could be leaving me too early...
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When we arrived at the hospital, Dad was extremely pale. Sour tears rolled down my cheeks. I glanced over at Raymond, who was snickering.

I frowned. " Why are you laughing?" Raymond rolled his eyes and gave no response.

I tried to help Dad up, but his weight pulled me down too! Mom and I carried him in where they put him a stretcher.

A nurse came up to us. " I feel so sorry for you.I hope Mr. Jackson will make it through.The world would be messed up." She said, smacking her red lips together. She made a nasty look at Raymond.

" It's him!!! Security!!!!" She yelled, pointing at Raymond. His eyes were the size of bowling balls. " Uh-oh!" He grabbed his jacket ad ran for the exit.

Meanwhile, Mom and I were sitting there, staring at Dad. He slowly opened his eyes and mumbled something I couldn't catch. " What?" I said, putting my ear closer to his mouth.

" Don't leave me to die." He whispered ever so faintly.