Each vending opportunity begins with the vision of profit, naturally. My goal is to thrive and turn this endeavor into an exciting journey. I work tirelessly, almost to the point of exaggeration, to craft a wide variety of crocheted goods that range from the ordinary to the magical (with an emphasis on the magical, *cackle*).
Then comes that moment of panic, akin to when you're expecting three guests for dinner and doubt whether the 200 meatballs you've prepared will suffice. I then compel myself to relax, thinking that if I sell everything, I'll return with three grand and the task of preparing it all over again before the next event. I'm not certain if my thoughts are rational, but one thing I can state unequivocally is that vending always leads me to meet fascinating individuals, a fact that has only become more pronounced since the publication of my book.
This weekend we attended the Treasure Coast Pagan Pride Day and I sold 3 of my books. With each sale I could see the wheels turning in the mind of the buyer. All 3 were crocheters and the thought of creating a magickal path from their hobby lite up the eyes and brought a smile to the face. I felt like 3 new fiber magickians were born to the world. How's that for dramatic?
And the 4th recipient of my book was even more magickal. She was a fellow vendor who was hoping to sell enough to be able to purchase one. She ended up winning it in the raffle.
A weekend on the Treasure Coast...relaxing. Barely breaking even money wise...ehh. Four new fiber magickians...priceless.
Oh and I wish I had a picture of the baby laughing at the Mandrake poppet. LOL That's right I get to crochet another mandrake...Sweet!
