When a baby is born, they are helpless. They need someone to hold, feed, and teach them. It is the same way with a new venture. A few years ago, our family participated in the birth of a brand new company. We had to name it which proved to be as difficult as naming a child. What did we want it to mean? What did we want people to know about it? It finally developed and ShyJot Publications LLC was born. The Shy is for the last names of the participants and the Jot represents the writing and artwork we would be creating.

We have babied it handling it delicately with feeding, rocking, and guiding it through the growing pains of babyhood and new parenting. We have watched the crawling and then the first shaky baby steps as the company has grown and changed. We are standing on the precipice urging ShyJot to leap forward into the arms of the success.

Join us as our baby continues to grow until the steps turn from wobbly uncoordinated steps to running strides moving full force toward the goals.

Live happy.

Update 2016.05.09  Our baby is ten years old. We have worked to carve out a place in the creative world. We have experienced growing pain during this process. We developed and printed cards for birthday invitations, thank yous, birth announcement, and Christmas. We have a set of postcards ready to print some day. These were accomplished under 46degree halo. We have designed posters for events. Thousands upon thousands of words have been written in varying locations. Books have been written and a few published. Art from our members have appeared in time square and been printed in books.

We are in the process of pulling it all together to make it easier to see how we have grown as individuals and a company. Visit the other members site. Leave us a message. That makes our day. Share with your friends. Contact us on the Indelible Words site to attend one of our events in person or on line.


Author: Pamela K. Young

I have not only lived many chapters in one life, but many lives in one body. The person I am today is far wiser than the me of young adulthood. My life is like your life with its ebb and flow. We are all connected in some way. I am a wife, mother, and grandmother, but what makes me, well, me is the way I wife, mother, and grandmother. I am a liver transplant survivor. Whatever devastation you have survived, we survived in our individual ways. I create with words and photos. I am a writer and photographer.

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