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The Performer’s Blues - When the Applause Fades and the Silence Begins
There is a moment after every performance that few people ever see. The audience rises, coats rustle, chairs scrape across wooden floors, and laughter trails off down hallways and stairwells. Someone lingers to shake your hand. Someone else says, “That was brilliant.” Another asks where they can hear more. Then the door closes. And suddenly the room is quiet. The candles burn lower. The stage is just a patch of floorboards again. The air that moments ago held dragons and ghos
Calum Lykan Storyteller
Mar 1410 min read


The Midnight Parade: Children, Cuddles, and the Art of Never Sleeping Again
It is currently 5:40 in the morning.
This is not a poetic exaggeration, nor a carefully constructed narrative opening. It is simply a statement of fact. At 5:40 this morning I surrendered, quietly rose from the battlefield that used to be my bed, crept down a set of creaky stairs hoping to avoid the really noisy ones, and shuffled into my office with the slow determination of a man who knows that sleep has abandoned him for the foreseeable future.
Calum Lykan Storyteller
Mar 139 min read


The Terminal Nomad: Calum Lykan and the Curse of Pearson Airport
If you’ve ever sat on the cold, concrete-filled seats of an airport terminal, clutching a lukewarm coffee or a bottle of tepid water and watching the word "Delayed" or worse, “Cancelled” flash across the screen like a personal insult, you’ve felt a fraction of the power of The Lykan Curse. For most of us, travel is a series of logistics. Yet for me — a man whose voice carries the weight of a thousand Scottish legends and whose beard is slowly developing its own postal code—tr
Calum Lykan Storyteller
Feb 53 min read


The day our laps felt a little bit colder
This was a hard one to write. And I know some people will say, “It’s just a cat”. We all know that is never the case. It is with the heaviest of hearts and a lot of stray ginger fur on our clothing, bedding and pretty much every piece of furniture, that we share some sad news: our beloved ginger beastie, Monty, has passed away. For those who visited our home or tuned in to our streams, Monty wasn’t just a pet; he was a founding member of the team, one of the OG’s. He was the
Calum Lykan Storyteller
Jan 273 min read


The Art of the Hustle: Life as a Self-Employed Oral Storyteller
When people ask what I do for a living, and I tell them I’m an oral storyteller, I usually get one of two looks: a nostalgic smile or a look of pure panicked confusion. "So... you read books to kids?" Not exactly. Being a professional storyteller isn't about reading off a page; it’s about the electricity between a speaker and a listener. It’s an ancient craft, but making a modern living out of it? That’s where the "self-employed" part gets interesting. If you’ve ever wondered
Calum Lykan Storyteller
Jan 222 min read
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