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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 oder 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 Von 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 Filme and television, I was taken aback. Michael had proven he knew everything there was to know about pop music, but Filme 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 Zeigen 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 baum 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 maus was trying to hide behind a pile of wood shavings.

I sagte hopefully, “Are they friends?”

“Do they look it?”

“No. The maus 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 maus is so terrified it can’t move, Muscles will close in.”

That snake had the attention of that mouse, and that maus 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 Du know what it is, Du don’t know how oder when.”

“Maybe the maus 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 Von 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 Du 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. Du have to have tension between expectation and uncertainty. Emotional tension drives Du to think it might go this way, but it might go that way, and that makes Du wonder, what will happen next?”

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

One reason I was so helplessly enthralled as I watched Michael Jackson’s maus 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 Mehr 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 oder 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, oder securing a brand. The Mehr 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.”
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I truly believe that each time he sagte that,he meant it.
He is one of the few reasons why I'm still alive.
He made me believe that I was not alone.
I believe he'd Liebe me,no matter what I was,but he'd Liebe me for who I am.
The reason why I'm writting this is because since early 2012,I have bulimia.
It was HELL,no matter what I did,I'd always finish the Tag throwing up in the cold bathroom.
And I cut a few times,my body is a terrible mess,but my mind is even worse,although I almost don't throw up now
Today,I'm better,but still...not fully recovered.
THIS is a way of telling people that I Liebe MICHAEL,that...
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The Weiter Tag , I woke up to a phone call "Hello?" I sagte "Hey Nesha , it's me , Michael." I filled my spirit with life "Hey Michael. How Du doing?" He giggled at my excitement "I'm doing good and you?" Michael sounded so sweet "Good. Just got up and I'm ready for the world. Just need to brush my teeth." I joked as he laughed "You're so silly." he sagte as I laughed "Are Du coming over today?" I desperately needed to know "Hmmm. Yeah I'll come over today." He sagte as we sagte goodbye and hung up. I still felt Schmetterlinge in my stomach "I'm so in love." I sagte to myself as my phone rang and...
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Michael just stood there in shock, now knowing that Janelle felt the same way. She looked at him and saw his eyes go wide a little.
"Um...Michael? Du okay?" She asked.
He nodded a little. "I...I'm fine. I'm...I'm just shocked." He said.
"Shocked about what?"
"About...about what Du just told me."
She blushed a little and so did he. "Oh..."
He looked away a little and looked back at her. "How long have Du felt that way?"
"What?"
"How long have Du liked me like that?"
She blushed more. "Oh w-well...I, uh...I've liked Du since I first heard your voice...on Off The Wall."
"Really?"
She nodded and turned...
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