A = Althea Gibson…I Think: A-Z Blogging Challenge 2015: History Stories and the Telling of Them

Quick Performance Update (next two weeks):

    Apr. 3, 4, 6, 7 & 13 - Performances for Worldstrides, Inc. Student Tour Groups in Williamsburg, VA. 

    Sat., Apr. 11 - Lancaster Court Days, @Mary Washington Library and Museum, Lancaster, VA; 10 am – 4 pm (Oney Judge Historic Character Presentation, Ol’ Bess Historic Character Presentation, General Storytelling)

     Other Apr. performances:  California (Hawthorne); South Carolina (Woodruff), Virginia (Herndon, Oregon, Portsmouth, Williamsburg)

     Upcoming May performances:  California (Fresno); New York (Westchester County); VA (Norfolk, Williamsburg), West Virginia (Shepherdstown)

This year I am attempting to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge 2015.  My theme is “History Stories and the telling of them.”  My desire is to share some history facts and the stories I think are intriguing around them, along with some ways I have told history stories and techniques of researching and telling historical stories.  (That was a mouthful!)  So let’s begin….

A = Althea Gibson

Althea Gibson from www.biography.com

One of my friends, school librarian”, Janet Bass at Oklahoma Christian Schools, always gives me a book when I come and perform at her school.  She gives very unique and great choices and knows my likes.  This year she gave me the book, 28 Days:  Moments in Black History that Changed the World by Charles R. Smith, Jr. and illustrated by Shane W. Evans.  I was curious about the book because of its title and the introduction’s purpose to give unique African-American history dates to correlate with the amount of days in Black History Month.  It was a quick read and I want to encourage teachers and others to use it in the classroom, and I have a desire to work with author to create a Teacher’s Lesson plan for the book, however, the story of Wilma Rudolph grabbed me.

Wilma Rudolph from www.academies-englewood.org

I have previously read about Wilma Rudolph, the famed African-American Olympic track star, but I didn’t remember her life story:  “nineteen siblings”, “battled pneumonia, measles and scarlet fever and polio”, “the child would never again walk”, leg messages given by her family, then basketball, track and the Olympic gold.  Ah! What a story!  The overcoming, the persistence, the family rallying around….. oops, this is supposed to be about Althea Gibson.  Uh….hmmm….ever have that moment when you forget a name or you change one name for another?  Well, I did just as I was beginning to think about this challenge, but I decided to use “Althea’s name anyway”

Moving forward….As I read this story, and the others I saw lots of historical stories just waiting to be told.  Althea Gibson [see she’s in there] – started tennis at 14 and was a prodigy, became first African American to win the French Open; Robert Smalls – commandeers a Confederate sheep and captains it to freedom and later to the US Congress; Mae Jemison – skips 7^th grade because reading at a college level, enters high school at age 12 and lives up to her 5-year-old declaration to her teacher “I mean to be a scientist” (and an astronaut).  I can’t wait to research more on some of these and add the stories to my repertoire.  I want to be clear, though, I’m not just adding these stories because I’m African-American, but because they are stories that inspire, motivate and instruct.  I encourage many storytellers of various cultures and heritage to tell these stories. 

What historical person’s story inspires you and that you tell or would like to tell?  Do you tell stories from cultures other than your own?  Oh, and ever have that moment when you mix up a name?  (welcome to my world!)

P.S.  Another good book about historical persons is 50 American Heroes Every Kid Should Meet by Dennis Denenberg & Lorraine Roscoe.  Enjoy!

What am I reading?  Yesterday finished “Curing the Cross-Eyed Mule:  Appalachhian Mountain Humor” by Loyal Jones & Billy Edd Wheeler, printed by August House, Inc. (@AugustHouseInc).  Currently reading “Revolution in World Missions” by K. P. Yohannan.  Most recent line I just HAD to underline - "

With/Without

Quick Performance Update: 

     Wed., 12/31/14 - First Night Williamsburg (VA) at 8:15 pm (Ol' Bess Speaks at a Gathering:  18th-Century Storytelling Program) and 10:15 pm (General Family Storytelling), performing at Temple Beth El, need tix;  

Lamont and I

       Tues., Jan. 6, 2015, 12:30 pm, Churchland Academy Elementary, Portsmouth for Young Audiences of Virginia, Inc. presenting "Ole Skool Classics Storytelling Program" , a part of Portsmouth Heart and Soul Project

Jan. performances:  IL (Peoria); Virginia (Charlottesville, Norfolk, Portsmouth)

     

I started this year with my Mom, but without my fiancé. 

I end this year with a husband, but without my Mom.

                        Is One Better than the Other? 

                        I wonder!

I started this year with hundreds of emails, but without calm in my Spirit.

I end this year with under 20 emails, but with a peace that only Christ could provide

                       One is Definitely Better than the Other!

                        I delight!

I started this year with a blog called “New Beginnings”, and believed lots of blogs to come.

I end this year with 1 blog being completed and a blog called “With/Without”

                        One doesn't always lead to another.

                        I procrastinate!

I started this year with a goal or two, but could only wait.

I end this year with a goal or two met, but more goals to go.

                        One should always grow.

                        I hope!

Kriss and I

I started this year with my son close by, but me traveling a lot.

     I end this year with my son leaving for ATL, 

         and me sitting for a month at home.

                        Will I miss that ONE?

                        I won’t!

Wait a minute, Sheila, what was that last answer?

 

It’s true, I won’t miss my son….too much.  I won’t miss him the way I missed him when I dropped him off at DePaul University, Chicago, IL and cried for an hour straight and then slept for 3 straight hours on the train back home.  

I’m glad he’s going to a place he has wanted to be.  I’m glad he has matured so much since he has been home.  I’m glad he’s going to what he worked for and still has goals to do much more.  I’m glad I had so much time with my friend, my son, my fan, and now want him to GO FORWARD. 

Stephanie (my younger sister), Mom and I

I started this year holding tightly to my family

I end this year with my hands open….

        My Mom to see again in heaven

        My Son to see on holidays

        My Father redefining traditions

        My Sister coming home a little more often

        My Adopted Daughter with the job she loves

        My Husband and I still growing as “one flesh”

And Me?  Well, I believe every start has an end, and many ends can lead to  new Starts….and maybe more than one blog in 2015.  :) 

What is Ms. Sheila reading? "Parables of a Country Parson":  Heartwarming Stories of Christian Faith and Love" by William E. Barton.  I am hoping to tell a ton of new stories from this book and it is an absolute delight.

Most interesting thing researched this week? Smithsonian Magazine article about research regarding Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) in Civil War Soldiers.  Fascinating to see the research into the past correlating so much with soldiers today.  My father, a veteran of war himself, said there probably was PTSD in every war, we just didn't have that name and the understanding that war can have residual effects.

New Beginnings: Stories “Off the Cuff”

     Quick Performance Update: 1/8 at Chesapeake Conference Center, Chesapeake, VA (private; Storytelling Program for Young Audiences of VA, Inc. at Rotary Club)
     Other Jan. performances:  Virginia (Aldie, Middleburg, Purcellville, Williamsburg); WV (Nellis)
     Upcoming Feb. performances:  IL (Palatine, Dunlap); VA (Richmond, Chesapeake, Norfolk, Hampton, Virginia Beach, Alexandria), CA (North Hollywood); PA (Downingtown, Chester Springs)

My first blog of the year and, since I love celebrating and reflecting in the new year, my topic today is “New Beginnings” .  I love reading new stories, even bad ones.  Every story gives me something even if that “something” is stay away from those kind of stories.  J  My favorite new stories last year came from Jim Heynen, The Man who kept Cigars in His Hat, which I found by accident when on a Storying Retreat with some amazing women in May.  (See Heynen's updated book of stories, The One Room Schoolhouse:  Stories about the Boys) 

I love hearing a new story, or one that has been adapted differently.  This year I heard lots of new stories, not just personal ones and great tall tales, but stories that took my heart away, i.e., Denise Bennett (http://www.storiesbydenise.com/site/) telling a love story that made me cry and smile.  One adaptation I heard last year still haunts me and makes me asks hard questions and that was/is Megan Hicks’ (http://www.meganhicks.com/), Jo Bob.  She told it at the NSN Conference Regional Showcase and it was weeks before I was able to let it sit still.  This story was recently shared on the NSN blog (http://blog.storynet.org/the-book-of-joe-bob). 

I love telling new stories as well.  In 2013 I began telling “The Emperor’s New Clothes” and fell in love with the word “naked”.  I also fell in love with telling “Story of the Deluge” from Uncle Remus, and it is the first story on my newest CD.  You can hear it, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gg5rSRwmQcI.  Then this year I was challenged by Susan O’Halloran (http://susanohalloran.com/newsite/) to share some personal stories for Stories Connect Us All (https://www.facebook.com/storiesconnectusall).  She helped me to revise them and I am proud of the power in the stories.  It’s been a good year for me and stories.

However, sometimes my most favorite stories are the ones that are so new, that I don’t know them until they come out of my mouth.  I call them “off the cuff” stories.  Sometimes these stories come, they are told, and then they just as quickly can disappear.  However, most of the time, they come and they stay long after I ever thought that anyone would like them. 

Two of the stories on my first CD, “Hands Wide Open” were “off the cuff” stories.  “Weeping Willow:  Why the Leaves Change their Colors” was thought out in my head on the way to a program for a first grade class while looking at the trees.  I told it in the classroom and the teacher asked where I had heard or read it, and then stood with mouth agape as I told her I had just made it up.  “Elaina’s Birthday Dance” was created while meeting with four parents who were the only ones to show up for an Evening Program sponsored by a local parent involvement organization.  A parent asked how to create a story for her child.  I asked her child’s name (Elaina) and what she liked (dancing), and the story poured out of my mouth.  It was another year before I ever told that tale again, and the response was so positive, I told it at almost every program for several months.

A couple of years ago it was “Jonathan’s Pretend Baseball”, which was a fill in on a program about “hats” for Preschoolers.  I had a baseball hat and was going to sing, “Take me Out to the Ball Game” and then do the poem, “Casey at Bat”, but I could see that my audience wasn’t ready.  So I sang the song, said, “I have a friend who loves baseball”, put on my baseball hat and told Jonathan’s story.  Instant hit and to this day, if students have heard it once, they want to hear it again on my return.

Last year one of my best “off the cuff” stories was told to the graduating Fifth graders of a Hampton, VA school who invited me to be their Graduation speaker.  What an honor!  I wanted to leave them something they would actually remember and that their parents could take with them as they went to middle school.  My theme that day was L.I.F.E. 

                Live every day making good decisions
                Inform yourself; become knowledgeable
                Find Good Friends
                Expect Great Things from yourself

Most of all, LIVE LIFE.  At the end of my 4 quick points I told the story which I created on the spot.  Once you read it, if you like, you can tell it as well.  It is my New Year’s gift to my Storytellers and Friends.  Please share if you ever tell “off the cuff” stories?  If so, what and why was it created?

 
What is Ms. Sheila reading?  Killing Jesus by Bill O'Reilly (fantastic so far, but I am very curious to check where he is getting his "facts") and The Purpose of Christmas by Rick Warren (an incredible book of increasing our faith in Christ).

Most interesting thing researched this week?  Many languages are becoming extinct because we are becoming so globalized that only a few languages are being spoken regularly.  Thank you to Tellers and Linguistics who are trying to keep the diversity of languages alive!

"Five Sisters" by Paula DiLeo

http://www.pauladileo.com/pages/faces.html

 

 5 Sisters:  L.I.F.E. by Sheila Arnold

     A mother and father had five daughters.  When it was time, they came to their daughters and said, “It is time for you to go over the mountain to the village on the other side, for there you will find your purpose.  Go together and you will do well.”  So the sisters set off.
     They walked and they walked and they walked and they walked, until one sister said, “I am tired.  I am going back home.”  “No,” the other sisters cried, “Stay with us and we will do well together.”  But the sister did not listen and she turned around and returned home.

     The four other sisters began walking again.  They walked and they walked and they walked and they walked, until one sister said, “I am tired.  Look, see, there is a village here and some comely men.  I will stay here and settle down.”  “No,” the other sisters cried, “Stay with us and we will do well together.”  But the sister did not listen and she turned toward the nearby village and settled down.

     Again the sisters walked, just the three of them.  They walked and they walked and they walked and they walked.  They began to walk uphill and the road became difficult.  With a weariness in her voice one sister said, “I am tired; I can go no further.”  And with no words she went to the edge of a cliff.  “No,” the last two sisters cried, “Stay with us and we will do well together.”  But before they could finish their words, the sister turned around, opened her arms and fell back.

     The two sisters cried, but soon they lifted each other up and again began to walk.  They walked and they walked and they walked and they walked.  They walked up the mountain.  They walked through crevices.  They walked in snow and sleet and rain, as well as sunshine and warmth.  I know you expect that another would stop, but, no, they both came to the village on the other side of the mountain and found their purpose because they walked together. 

      But that is not the end of the story.  You see, the sister who returned home, one day thought, “I want to find my purpose”, and she set out and up the mountain, and although the walk was difficult alone, she did arrive at the village.  The sister who had settled and found home and family woke up one morning and thought, “Ah, I need to find my purpose.”  She talked with her family, packed up their items, and they went across the mountain and she found her purpose in the other village  There is one sister, however, who could never change her mind, could never turn from her detour, had no options.  So continue your walk, and even when the path over the mountain may not be straight, try to hold someone’s hand and walk in LIFE.

What is TRUTH?

Quick Performance Update: 12/11 at Ft. Magruder Hotel and Conference Center, Williamsburg, VA (private; Ol' Bess Christmas Program); 12/13 at First Baptist Norfolk, VA (private; Christmas storytelling)
Other Dec. performances:  Virginia (Williamsburg)
Upcoming Jan. 2014 performances:  GA (Atlanta); VA (Aldie, Middleburg, Purcellville, Williamsburg, Norfolk), WV (Nellis)

Is it okay to change the truth of a personal story’s ending?  For instance saying, “the ending is not what I wanted it to be, so I’ll make it more…inspirational, funny, or adventurous.”  I have heard some storytellers say that it’s fine to take some liberties with the truth.  I just read a comment quoted from Kendall Haven (and I am paraphrasing, since I can’t find the original), “I am telling the truth as it was supposed to have happened”.  Others are purist to nth degree.    

 

[Short side note:  I think Kendall Haven is amazing, www.kendallhaven.com.  He would never remember me, but early when I started on the road he encouraged me and I will never forget that.  Amazing speaker.  Intelligentsia of Storytelling.  Read his book “Story Proof”.]  

When I tell a personal story, I try hard to keep it to the truth….as I know it.  If you ask my sister, my parents or my son if certain stories I tell are truthful, they will say “not always”.  My sister says I exaggerate so much, she never knows the truth.  [Remember she is my “baby” sister, and not always to be believed.  J]  However, upon further dissection, when I ask her about a story, she has some of the same elements, just told through different eyes.
 

The other side of that is, she (and the rest of my family) tell stories that I don’t remember at all.  I have tried to plunge into my mind’s depths and I come up empty on their story.  [Stop, don’t go there:  I don’t have just emptiness in my mind’s depth.]  Sometimes one of them will tell a story that they feel I should definitely know and I’m clueless.  Does that make their story a fabrication?  No, because what is important to one person is irrelevant, or so disturbing or embarrassing to be remembered.  (I don’t have any embarrassing moments in my life…..at least that I remember.) 
 

Let me be more specific.  On my most recent CD I share my personal story about meeting children for the first time at an orphanage in Vietnam*.  The story ends with a good feeling, because that is where I chose to end it.  I didn’t end it at the point when my missions team colleagues found out that the children had been initially afraid of me, and they were distressed.  I didn’t like that ending, there was too much explanation needed.  Or I could have changed the ending to have a more “Kumbayah” moment.  However, the ending I chose is just right (at least for me), not everything sewed up tight, but a satisfied smile.

The truth is not always flashy, it’s not always funny, it sometimes makes us look bad.  However, that truth sharing could be just what someone else needs to learn.  And if we really are struggling with how a story ends, well, go and listen to my friend, and one of storytelling heroes, Bil Lepp, and make your story the great tall tale.  Only a “Half-Dollar” of truth needed in a tall tale.  Enjoy my truthless (except maybe a few parts), “Malawian Hippo Love Story”  http://youtu.be/Iz95311ZYp8      

What are your thoughts on changing the end of your stories?

*Oh, and here is "Vietnam Missions Trip:  Orphanage".  Is it the right ending?  http://youtu.be/I524NFKOqTE      

 

 



 

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Nursery Rhymes for Learning Times Part II

Quick Performance Update: 12/7 at House Concert, Virginia Beach, VA (contact tellspence@cox.net to see if space available to attend)
Other Dec. performances:  Virginia (Williamsburg, Norfolk)
Upcoming Jan. 2014 performances:  GA (Atlanta); VA (Aldie, Middleburg, Purcellville, Williamsburg)

 

Okay, finishing off my previous blog  -

http://sheilaarnold.blogspot.com/2013/11/nursery-rhymes-for-learning-times-part-i.html

This is continued about Ol’ Mother Hubbard and my discussion with the 3^rd graders.  Just a reminder, I brought 4 third graders up and I had them switch off acting out what the dog does. 

She went to the tailor's to buy him a coat;
When she came back he was riding a goat.

She went to the hatter's to buy him a hat;
When she came back he was feeding her cat.

She went to the barber's to buy him a wig
When she came back he was dancing a jig.
         [The jigs took on many forms from almost breakdancing to kicking their feet as if they were in an old time musical.  Lots of video of this by teachers, unfortunately none from me.]

 She went to the cobbler's to buy him some shoes;
When she came back he was reading the news.

           [Did you know that everyone reads the news by crossing one leg on top of another?  At least in Portsmouth.]

 

She went to the sempstress
     [Even I didn’t know this word.  I took a chance and said like a seamstress, and was right, although rare in use.]
To buy him some linen;
When she came back the dog was spinning.
    [So every student spun around in a circle.  I then taught about the spinning wheel and we practiced our body movements of spinning.  Q from me:  What fairytale character pricked her finger on a spinning wheel?  One little girl:  Sleeping Beauty.  Applause]

She went to the hosier's to buy him some hose;

                [Well, I had two little boys that put their heads together when asked about this word and kinda laugh, but then decided to give a better answer than what they heard on the street.  So they said, “the thing you spray water with”  Wise choice, boys.  Then I asked them what I wore on my legs?  “Stockings”, “leggings”.  I warned them, “you’re gonna laugh”.  They held their breaths and I said, “In the old days we called them PANTY hose.”  Peals of laughter, because I had said the 3^rd grade word, “panties”.  I was officially the best Storyteller ever.]
When she came back he was dressed in his clothes.

     [I had the boys and girls face each other. Oh, and I didn’t use the word dame, but “the woman”.]

The Dame made a curtsy,  [the girls did a curtsy] The dog made a bow;  [the boys did a bow] The Dame said, Your servant;  [the girls did a curtsy and said, “Your servant”] The dog said, Bow-wow.  [the boys did a bow and said, “Bow Wow”.  Again, the joy of student laughter.  They had never heard the word, “Bow Wow”]

Afterwards the kids were talking about all the new words and new interpretations of words they had.  They particularly were pleased by “hose” and “bow wow”  Again, who knows what they’ll tell their parents, but for right now, they are excited about learning.  I have a project I’ll get to (maybe next year) to be entitled:  “Nursery Rhymes in Learning Times”.

More information about the origin of this nursery rhyme written in 1805  see Old Mother Hubbard explanation (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Mother_Hubbard)

 

So what nursery rhyme has that wonderful language that I should tell next?  :) 

 

Nursery Rhymes for Learning Times Part I

This month I was part of program:  “Heart and Soul for Reading” that is being done at 3 schools in Porstmouth, VA, who were having low scores on reading comprehension on the 3^rd grade benchmark tests.  I presented my program, “Ole Skool Classics” Storytelling, which focuses on older, classical stories without the Disney twist, along with nursery rhymes and other poetry, and encourages kids to want to read old stories, and create their new versions.  One of the poems I did was “Old Mother Hubbard”.  Who woulda thunk that poem would have so much to offer?  I decided to invite 2 boys and 2 girls to come and act out the things the “dog” does at the end of the verses, and I, along with the 3^rd graders, learned a lot about words along the way.  I thought you’d enjoy a time with me and the 3^rd graders at Douglass Park Elementary, as we explored this poem.

 

Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard,
To give the poor dog a bone;
When she came there, The cupboard was
      [I asked them to complete the sentence.  Their answers:  “full of dog bones”, “closed”.  Finally, “empty”.  Yes, and another word for that is…]
bare,
And so the poor dog had none.

 

 She went to the baker's to buy him some bread;
When she came back the dog was dead!

      [The children loved playing a death scene]
She went to the undertaker's

     [Q from me:  What’s an undertaker?  Every hand goes up and their answer, emphatically and with smiles of knowing:  A Wrestler with WWE.  Teachers laugh.  I chuckle and then absolutely agree with them and ask:  Why is he called the undertaker?  Answers:  Uh, because he’s big.  My Answer:  Undertaker is a funeral director, he buries people.  They call him the undertaker because……and they all scream out:  He buries people!  They are super excited and one kid remarks, “I’m gonna tell my brother.”]

To buy him a coffin;
When she came back the dog was laughing.

She took a clean dish to get him some tripe;
      [Yeah, that’s some food, you can still get it in the store, I don’t like it.]
When she came back he was smoking his pipe.
      [This was going to interesting territory.  The kids acted like they were smoking cigarettes and I had to tell them no.  Then Teachers and I tried to explain pipe.  One kid said yeah, I know a pipe and started to talk about the pipe used with drugs…..uh, moving on to the next verse.]

She went to the alehouse to get him some beer

     [lots of laughter  they are 3^rd graders];
When she came back the dog sat in a chair.

She went to the tavern for white wine and red;
When she came back the dog stood on his head.
     [no child stood on their head; but we all had fun imaging it]

She went to the fruiterer's to buy him some fruit;
When she came back he was playing the flute.

     [Each child held the flute like a trumpet or trombone.  I showed them how a flute was played, and EVERY STUDENT played a flute.  It was a wonderful sight.]

 Afterwards the kids were talking about all the new words and new interpretations of words they had.  They particularly were pleased by “undertaker” and “flute”  Who knows what they’ll tell their parents, but for right now, they are excited about learning.  Gotta love nursery rhymes and how much learning there is to done through them.

See Part II next week

Overwhelmed

Quick Performance Update – next week: 11/6 at Douglass Elementary School, Portsmouth, VA; 11/7 at Brighton Elementary School, Portsmouth, VA; 11/8 performing with Sarah Brady in A.C.T.S. (Anointed Chaos through Theatre and Storytelling) at First Baptist Norfolk, 312 Kempsville Rd., Norfolk, VA, 7 to 8:30 pm, OPEN to PUBLIC 
Other Nov. performances:  OK  (Tulsa, Edmond, Moore City, Oklahoma City); Virginia (Aldie, Middleburg, Norfolk)
Upcoming Dec. performances:  VA (Norfolk, Virginia Beach, Williamsburg

So lately I have felt overwhelmed with….well….with everything. Ever been there?   But I am learning that “overwhelmed” is not a bad place to be sometimes.  So in case some of you are there, I thought I’d share some thoughts on the subject. 

1.       The greatest way I have of dealing with being “overwhelmed” is to stop trying to do it all.  There are only 24 hours in a day and 8 of them I am sleeping through.  Then I have to eat and go to the bathroom (more often than I’d like sometimes).  When I make that infamous “to do” list, I invariably have more on it than I can do in one day.  I know some time management people say only put on what you can accomplish in a day.  The truth is I don’t know what I can accomplish in a day because my days vary so much.  So, I have learned if I have done anything on the list – I have succeeded.  The other things, well, they’ll get done….or they won’t get done and the time to do them will run out – so be it.

2.       God can use, and does, when I am “overwhelmed.”  Just because I think nothing else can fit on my plate, doesn’t mean that God thinks my plate is too full.  I have been learning to entrust Him with my schedule, verbally giving Him my schedule each day.  Then when things change – and they do – I know God put that change there, because He knows what I need and don’t need better than I do. 

3.       A Sabbath is important.  Yes, in the middle of all the things to do I must have a Sabbath day.  No, not just a Sunday (or a Saturday, or a Friday sunset to Saturday sunset) in the strictest since of a day – sometimes my travel and performance schedule don’t allow that.  However, I must find a day within my seven days where I need to rest, rejuvenate, review and revive.  That’s the time I spend in reflection and in relationships.  I have to step away from it all.  We all need to step away and remember why we are doing any of this in the first place. 

4.       Marketing is best done when you are the busiest.  If you are in the world of marketing, you know this is a truth.  However, sometimes as Storytellers we think, “I’m so busy I can’t market right now.”  Throw that thinking away.  You see when you are the busiest you are the most attractive to people who want to hire you.  When I am booked solid (and early), then when others call I have to say, “Sorry, too late” [not quite like that], and inevitably that gives me 2 opportunities: 

a.       Can I suggest someone else for that program?  (networking always brings more business – “you reap what you sow”)

b.      Why don’t we schedule for next year now?  So get with some of our great marketers in the business:  Stephen Hollen (www.stephenhollen.com), Kim Weitkamp (www.kimweitkamp.com) , Slash Coleman (the Twitter man, www.slashcoleman.com) and Doug Lipman (www.storydynamics.com) and maybe even me (sheilaarnold39@aol.com).  Learn from them and in the midst of your crazy – market yourself.  Remember, when grants end, when schools/organizations are on to the next “new” thing, when it seems to dry up, if you have been actively marketing, you will have the next gigs already coming to  you.

5.       I should have a #5 because most people have 3, 5 or 10 points to make.  I don’t have a #5 – so I will let you share your #5 with me in the comment area.  What do you do when “overwhelmed” and what have you learned while being “overwhelmed”?

 Well, it’s time for me to stop writing this blog and get some of that other work completed.  One last note for you:  “You are not alone.”  We entertainers, performers, artsy-fartsy kinda folk seem to live in a realm of “appointed chaos”, but then that’s what makes us take the stage, act like a character from a fairy tale, charm our way into the doors of schools, libraries and organizations; and, what makes us dare to be different.