Feed your fire

Feed your fire

The harvest moon has come and gone and the marketing gurus are urging small business folks like me to gird our loins for the holidays. I embrace the familial gatherings and childlike exuberance one feels this time of year, but there is a verb in Spanish for which there is no English equivalent. Empalagar. It is used when a food or person is too sweet and is no longer agreeable or pleasant. The holidays sometimes do that to me. 

I must confess I actually have an aversion to marketing and self-promotion, but as the face of my business and its sole employee I feel I must make the effort. My hermit tendencies yearn to be working quietly unseen in the background. I want to keep making, but in order to do that I have to sell what I make. The making keeps me sane, but the selling makes me insane. Sometimes I disengage and question the existence of everything. 

Not surprisingly I’ve been experiencing a slump: my day job got busy and I neglected to feed the “making” fire. Fortunately it did not go completely cold: I re-engaged with card making. This is how I originally started with pressed flowers, and continues to be for me most satisfying. 

In fact, I’ve been bandying about the idea of a monthly subscription service: Every month I send subscribers 5 cards for $20. (One could unsubscribe at any time;-)) Obviously details have not yet been worked out, but let me know if you’d be interested, OR if you think it’s a losing proposition. I enjoy hearing for you!

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