New Ways to New Yays
Hmmm. I have figured some stuff out recently with regards to how this puppy has been run and how I have not even TRIED to monetize anything. I had been added to a group of people who travel and telecommute, effectively running their businesses behind the scenes, from whatever country they want. They certainly have a little more going on in terms of their interactions with the general public and certainly are a little more focused on doing rather than just venting. Clearly I had some traffic for a while which was probably readily earned and I’ve spent periods of my time with clever ideas, periods of my time with shitty ideas and in both circumstances my follow through has been largely non-existent. With the sheer number of websites I have owned–you’d think there would have been a little more attention paid to revenue streams. For reasons of just sheer ignorance my focus has always been on developing my own product or gimmick for service, instead of realizing I have a hell of a lot of experience in so many things–from cooking to painting to jewelry making to decorating to eating to designing…I’ve got so many ideas and so much in terms of different focuses–getting a little closer to some affiliate programs and changing the whole schematic of this blog in full design is my focus…removing the dead links and honestly…if I get to where I want? I will fund that scholarship and get heavily involved in the stories. As it is right now I come across an awful lot of pertinent information to leading a happier healthier life…though clearly I am not always apt to follow my own advice or learnings. I suppose in some respect the story I have been telling I have always gotten too comfortable with–the poverty, the sadness around the poverty. The inability to think my way out but just to settle inside it. Believe me when I tell you I have read all manner of book, received solicited and unsolicited advice for how to make things better.
And I think a lot of it is not only me not understanding my thinking of the hole has only made it bigger instead of focusing what is NOT the hole. I love Don and our dog and our sometimes shitty life in a shitty apartment in a sometimes unfriendly city. I realize a lot of it is my shit attitude and anger at the lack of understanding, I feel a lot of the time, in our general population. I have these standards by which I try to live which basically involve getting all of the information I can on something I feel I have the authority to have an opinion on, but I am largely arguing with people sold on hyperbole, which does nothing good in a democracy.
Speaking of, Mr Boydan–can ya peep your head into aim and help me with this process? I think you understand my drift with the affiliate angle…what I MIGHT do is try to do like almost 3 totally identical websites (in terms of content) and have the exclusive deals with a few different platforms to see which one works the best. The people I know making money off of websites currently literally only utilize it for banner sales. I have the experience to provide advice and some product and artist recommendations as well as recommendations on everything from skin care to travel. Keep in mind I work for a freaking travel company so I know the ins…AND–I’ve worked almost every angle from working in a bank to car dealership, spa, gym, every manner of restaurant, customer service from gas stations to call center representative–I have tried SEVERAL food delivery services from freshly to Blue Apron to HelloFresh. I have worked in skin care and makeup–I’ve got a lot of practical experience in anti aging solutions, juicing, and certain specialty and exotic supplements and tinctures to help maintain good health. My biggest problem in life has been my brain…it is mean and cruel and though life is suffering in many respects–I feel I am sometimes probably cheating myself out of the good parts. Why? I have NO idea. But I do…And I think I have figured it out. I mean…it’s not like my life will be solved overnight…but it is well on its way to going somewhere better. BTW Mr. Horland–help me! I need it!
I am at your disposal. Please return to AIM. Miss you.