Bay Area Storytelling Festival 2027
Experience the magic of the 35th Bay Area Storytelling Festival.
Celebrate the vibrant art of storytelling. All our previous nationally acclaimed featured tellers have enchanted and entertained with tales from their diverse backgrounds and traditions.
Become a Friend of the Festival sponsor, and we'll send you a Festival Badge, a Festival Program signed by each of the featured tellers and a souvenir Bay Area Storytelling Festival Notebook. It's perfect for writing down all of your story ideas! The recordings are separated by session, so you don't have to scroll through the entire day to find the concert you want to view.
Thank you for supporting storytelling.
Teller Submissions
Click HERE for information about how to submit a teller application.
"Once upon a time, in the land of hills and water and bridges, there lived a band of local folk who loved storytelling. They loved to hear tales told and to tell tales of their own. This society of storytellers traveled far and wide to gather together with the multitudes and be regaled with stories of all kinds.
One day, an idea was hatched. Why not bring the stories to their very own shire? Their land was pleasing to the eye and had many who would enjoy hearing and telling stories. And so it began, a Festival in the West, a gathering that grew and grew. What started as a day grew to three and what began as a first became thirty Festivals over many, many years. Word spread of the event and soon crowds from throughout the land, from all directions, came to hear and to learn from the greatest of the bards.
The society of storytellers was pleased as the festival grew beyond their wildest dreams. But, alas, the society eventually grew weary, as the festival required the work of many and at times there were only a few. There came a day when the festival bid adieu to the land of hills and water and bridges. The group was pleased with what they had done,but could no longer carry the torch onward.
Then, darkness fell upon the land and the people were made to stay in their homes, to cover their faces and could gather together o more. Stories were still told, but tellers were distant and spoke to the people from small windows, while the folk sat in their homes. This went on for some time and the people grew restless. Slowly, after a year and many months, the darkness started to lift. The folk ventured out of their abodes and the tellers stepped out of their rectangular confinement.
It was at this moment, while caught up in the joy of the fading darkness, that a certain storytelling lass decreed, “Let us bring back the festival!” The cry was echoed throughout the land and soon plans were afoot to once again assemble in the West. It was decided to gather in the spring, at a manor in the village known as Orinda.
And so the story continues..."