Hi there.
It's Sue.
And thanks for joining me for tips and talk day.
These are bite-sized topics that I pull from community questions and
things that I'm observing in the world of handmade small business.
If you'd like to submit a topic,
DME over on Instagram at gift biz,
unwrapped happy holidays from me to you.
The night before Christmas,
when all through the store,
employees were anxiously watching the door products sat neatly on the
shelves with care in hopes that a customer soon would be
there. The shopkeeper was nestled all snug in her chair while
she envisioned wrapping up gifts with flair,
the products were perfect.
The prices were right,
but would they still all be there when she locked up
for the night in Amanda's mind,
there arose such a clatter nobody's coming in.
What is the matter?
People must not like the things that I make,
I should have known this business was a mistake.
Glancing out the window,
seen fresh fallen,
snow. She watched shoppers bustling to and fro when what to
her wondering eyes did appear,
but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer with a little
old driver.
So lively and quick,
she knew in a moment,
it must be St.
Nick, not down through the chimney,
but right through the door.
He exclaimed,
whoa, whoa,
whoa. Let's fix up this store.
Look at the colors,
the quality,
the style we must spread word of your wares across miles.
Why didn't you tell people of the products you make?
I was scared that they would think me of fake your
talent is clear and creations unique with artistry and style that
so many Sikh now Dasher.
Now dancer now Prancer and Vixen on comet on Cupid,
on Donner and Blitzen to the top of the hillside.
All residents must know of Amanda's treasures,
all boxed up and bowed.
And then in a twinkling,
she heard on the roof,
the prancing and Pauling of each little hoof up,
up in a way the reindeer all flew with a message
of holiday gifts,
shiny and new within minutes,
it happened.
The door flew open wide,
a snowy rush of air blue customers inside excitement built up
as they discovered the wares.
1, 5,
7 gifts were purchased with care.
Was it seconds or minutes that the gifts were all sold.
Customers smiled while juggling packages of red,
green, and gold.
Which designs did you get?
Oh, I loved that one too.
I need to come back and get another in blue Amanda's
eyes. Twinkled she felt light hearted and Mary people loved her
creations. Even that shade of raspberry St.
Nick's cheeks were like roses.
His eyes held a twinkle success was right in front of
you, except for one little wrinkle.
You can't stay inside and be timid or meek.
If growing your business is something you seek.
Your artistry is spectacular.
It's much more than fine.
Be proud,
be confident.
It gets easier in time as the clock timed the hour
and the day was now through Amanda sat in amazement of
what she now knew.
Trusting her skill and being herself creates a gift of its
own. Like a personal elf customers will appear as they're meant
to be the right ones for her,
who would help her succeed.
St. Nick's eyes gave a twinkle and with a round little
belly, he laughed at the acknowledgement,
like a bowl full of jelly.
He spoke no more words,
but went straight to his work and filled all the stockings.
Then turned with a jerk.
Your presence.
This year are reminders for you of the dreams you've created
that you can make true.
She knew what he meant and on his cheek gave a
kiss. His message was clear and no point was missed inside.
She felt courage and anticipation.
Nothing would stop her.
Now from creation.
He sprang to the roof and jumped into the sleigh.
He'd given Amanda a priceless gift this day.
They exclaimed together as he drove out of sight,
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
That's a wrap.
I'm a get to the point kind of girl.
And this is what you can expect from these quick midweek
sessions. Now it's your turn.
Go out and fulfill that dream of yours.
Share your handmade products with us.
We want them,
and they bring us both so much happiness.