Friday, September 30, 2011

Are you missing emails?

Sometimes our coordinator can't read your handwriting.

Sometimes our coordinator can't read her own handwriting.

Sometimes she even loses the little scrap of paper with your email address on it.

If you want to stay connected to the Guild and you are NOT getting emails, please please please email the BSG at

And forgive the rapidly aging coordinator for losing your email the first time.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

And we're off!

Another storytelling season has begun!

New folks welcomed, our next meeting planned, a focus found for the year, requests for tellers coming in, and our annual Festival of Ghost Stories coming up -

The time will race by!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Let the Season begin!

The Guild is planning its menu for the coming storytelling season.

Up first:
The appetizer!

Our first meeting of the fall,

Thursday, Sept. 22

5:30-7:00 p.m.

Monroe County Public Library Room 1-A

Come join us if you are interesting in learning about the Guild!

Sunday, September 4, 2011

The Spoken Word Stage at 4th Street

There were crowds Sunday afternoon on 4th Street

for the Annual Festival of The Arts & Crafts.

There were four blocks of booths

featuring the work of fantastic artists.

And in the middle of one street there was a stage.

Well, sort of a stage. A microphone and speakers.

A set-up for a series of spoken word performances.

The Bloomington Storytelling Guild was one.

Patty started us off with an Irish tale.

There was a nice shade for the audience, although more stood than sat.

Many folks browsing the fair stopped for a minute to listen.
We loved the overcast sky that gave everyone a respite from the recent heat and sun.

Mary even led a cheer for the thought of rain later on, while her story took place in an African drought.

Josh had a snoring story from Sierra Leone in which one character managed to sleep - but no one else did!

There was a tandem tale from Ginny and Dana - in which there was "No News".

Stephanie gave the audience a little voodoo, and wrapped everything up with a drop of honey.

After the formal tellings, the stories continued as they often do.