Self-promotion with a little bit of shame but not enough to give me pause


I’m teaching piano lessons starting this fall.

Spread the word.

“What?” you ask, “You’re teaching piano lessons? Like, to children? But…I thought you hated children!”

Correction: I DO NOT HATE CHILDREN. Children are joyful little bundles of lovebugs. In fact, I just wrote a post about how much I like one kid in particular. Remember? I’ve written three children’s stories in the last week. Children are great. Children are the best.

Children whose parents pay me to teach them how to play piano are even better.

“But I thought you didn’t play the piano very well. I thought you mess up every week at church when you play the organ!”

Judgy, judgy… You’re a hard sell!

See, when I mess up on the organ, the key is that I DON’T QUIT. I don’t throw my hands up in the air right in the middle of our Sabbath worship and storm out in frustration. Nosiree, I am not a quitter (anymore). Isn’t that a quality you want your children to learn? I will teach them how not to freak out if they screw up. (Plus, I’m not THAT bad…I mean, I started learning when I was six. Sure, I’m no prodigy, but I can hold my own.)

I will teach your child(ren) to have fun.

Don’t believe me?

Well, you’re wrong—I AM SO MUCH FUN.

Also, I am awesome. Still don’t believe me? You can ask the neighbor boy down the street. Just the other day I was in my driveway spray painting a chair and the little dude rode up on his bike and hung out with me for like 30 minutes.

Which is PERFECT, because 30 minutes is EXACTLY how long my lessons are! See? Awesome in 30-minute increments, that’s me.

I have a treat jar. I have goodie bags. I have complimentary notebooks. I have practice charts with stickers and a shiny black piano that you can see your face in. And a bench that adjusts up and down with the flick of a wrist.

I am an excellent piano teacher.

I’ve taught before. I used to teach a lot. I haven’t taught since I moved to Mayberry (except for two students) because there is a lot of competition in this town and I didn’t want to step on any toes and also I was enjoying doing nothing with my life.

But this town is growing, and I figure there’s enough business to go around. Plus nothing is getting boring. (And nothing don’t pay no bills.) <—the only way that sentence could’ve sounded worse is if I’d thrown in an “ain’t” for good measure.

So the time has come.

I am teaching piano lessons.

And I need to drum up some business. Spread the word?

And then forgive me for using this blog to toot my own horn?

About Camille

I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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12 Responses to Self-promotion with a little bit of shame but not enough to give me pause

  1. Alaina says:

    aw, that’s cute! Good luck!!!

  2. Chloe says:

    Good luck! I’m sure you’ll be a great teacher!! :)

  3. Amy says:

    Would you mind emailing me details? Prices? Day of the week? That kind of stuff. Thanks.

  4. Before I got to the “I have a treat jar” I was thinking, “she HAS to have a candy dish!” That was the best part of weekly piano lessons and what we looked forward to (since we didn’t get it at home).

  5. Whitney says:

    I will tell all of MESA you will be teaching lessons in MAYBERRY! I would take from you if you lived HERE. And I promise I would suck liked I did for Jenny. Scouts honor.

  6. Whitney says:

    Uhhh WOULDNT suck.

  7. Shesten says:

    You don’t have to love children to be a good teacher for one either. Just thought I’d clear that up for you folks that get confused.

    Good luck, C, and I hope you get too many students :o)

  8. Good for you!!! Good luck!!

  9. How old are kids when they start taking lessons?

  10. thatonegirlfrommesa says:

    I miss this blog. I like your horn tooting.

  11. DeAnna says:

    If I lived closer I would totally let my kids take piano lessons from you. Unfortunately there is this whole 12 hour gap that just wouldn’t work out. Up here there really is slim pick-ens when it comes to piano teachers. So we’ll settle for soccer and ballet. Totally was going to find a steal for this weekend, but I worked 40.5 hours Wednesday to Saturday. Needless to say no Saturday Steals from me this week, other than the larger pay cheque that will be coming my way in a few days.

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