A Week of Milestones

It’s been a big week at I Am Story Studios–with a launch, a lesson, and a 12-year leap.

For starters, this will be my last post to this WordPress blog. Instead, I will now be posting through my new website which launched this week! I am so excited about it, and urge anyone who would like to continue reading this blog to subscribe to the website instead. You can find the subscription box at the top of the Home page at IAmStory.com.  The site is everything I hoped it would be. Its focus is the intersection of three of my favorite subjects:  Story, Psychology and Art.  I am so excited to have a place to collect and share research, ideas and images about these three subjects AND to see what magic develops when they are held in close quarters.  There are book lists and sample stories, art projects and helpful hints, poetry and comic strips. It’s been great fun to pull it together (with the help of my very talented graphic designer, Sara Wallfisch of Wallfisch Designs) and I welcome everyone to join the conversation.

Next, I learned a lesson in marketing:  you have to actually talk to people about what you are doing. Who knew? I am usually terrible at promotion, so it’s a very good thing that I’m married to someone who isn’t shy about such things. Doug talked to someone who talked to someone who thought Jack’s story might interest other people. The result? Our local paper ran a really great article, complete with lots of photos, about I Am Story Studios, and Coming About, the book I wrote with my client Jack Jouett. You can read it by clicking here. It was fun to see in print. My mother will be so proud. But I’m proud of it as well, because finally, finally other people will learn about this really wonderful man. After three years of working on this project, I am certain that his life is worth knowing about. Check out the Store if you’re interested in Jack’s book.

And last but not least, I’m turning 50 years old. People who know me well know that I can be somewhat chronologically creative. I’ve been stuck at 38 for some time. (To learn why, see “A Woman of a Certain Age.”)  It isn’t denial, exactly.  I’m not afraid of aging, nor did I think there was anything wrong with being older than 38. It’s just that for 12 years now, when I tried to remember my age, my forties didn’t stick.

I have to say, though, that I’m willing to give 50 a try. It has a nice ring to it. It feels balanced and peaceful and productive. And if being 50 feels anything like my last week of being 49, when I finally got to see the hard evidence of a lot of years of hoping and building and working, then bring it on.  I’m ready.

Join me!

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