Today I sent in an application for a fellowship through a local organization. That's all I'm telling you right now. I had a lot of trouble with getting this application done -- hey, it's in two days before the deadline! I got it in early, because I knew if I waited until the end, I would get too perfectionistic to even get it turned in. Here's my current line of thinking:
Chances of my getting the fellowship WITHOUT applying: 0%
Chances of my getting the fellowship IF I APPLY: >0%
Therefore, logicians, it seems that I have nothing to lose by applying, and I have most certainly at least doubled my chances of getting the fellowship. This fellowship, by the way, does not include any monetary award or stipend. It is not a grant. What it does offer, is performance opportunities and mentorship. Solid gold, people.
I sent them my Masha and the Bear recording, and some rambling on why I tell stories. Now, we wait.
In the meantime, I made spoon oil today, with which Anders and I oiled spoons (duh), cutting boards, and the play kitchen. I followed this recipe, pretty much, and it turned out well. Now, the kitchen, seen below in it's just-gifted glory three years ago, glows again. So lovely.
If you will excuse me, now, I am going to go cough some more.
Sara Renee Logan has been telling stories to everyone who would listen since she was seven. She organized storytimes for her college roommates, and spent a year at Oxford studying folklore and folktales. Many years as a Waldorf teacher allowed her to tell stories about everything from Baba Yaga's hut on chicken legs to the water cycle to the life of Joan of Arc. Sara shares her life with her partner, Melanie, their son, and an unreasonable family of pets. She continues to share her love of storytelling and stories with audiences of all ages, specializing in bringing the wild beauty of folktales to young and old. Sara writes about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories.