I'm am riding on excitement and nerves these days. My seven day storytelling course starts tomorrow (are you in?) and I'm trying to remain calm as I write emails, select stories, and generally plan to be as awesome as possible. I started my new job at The Landing last weekend, and it's so much right up my alley, I cannot express how much I love it. Dressing up in 19th century garb and playing house in historic homes, overlooking the Minnesota River? Yes please! I'm less delighted with the hoards of woodticks that seem to have identified me as a walking fast-food joint. Maybe it's my green dress?
I'm also working with several wonderful women who have agreed to try out Story/Reading, a fairytale-based exploration of our own journey through the forests of life. I've had some amazing feedback, and I'm really looking forward to offering this to the world soon.
I don't know what else to tell you today. It's cool and lovely here, and my son is listening to an audiobook about King Arthur's knights. My partner and he planted all kinds of new succulents and herbs outside, and we are feeling very springy here. I hope your weekend is splendid.
Hi. That's me. I write, sometimes, about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories.