I don’t want to be angry. People begin blogs and expect remuneration despite how cliched or lackluster their content is.
Content is no longer king.
I worked so hard on my blogs—eighteen hour days. No more but I did that for too many years.
People tell me that I have changed their lives. Opened their eyes.
Taught them something.
Showed them that they’re not alone.
That truly is wonderful.
But I’m not a charity with limitless funds. And in the past few years people have let it be known that if you don’t make money from your blog you’re not worth their time or worth anything.
This is not an excuse. I would love more than anything right now to be Twitter savvy. To be able to fix any problems my blog might physically have. But because of my problem–nonverbal learning disorder and because I was diagnosed so late, I can’t. I know, I know it sounds so wimpy and as if I’m not trying.
I try. Lord do I try. In many ways computers after Windows was introduced in the summer of 1995 has saved my life—easy to keep files in order and things like that.
But I have spent eleven years trying to learn HTML. I do well on social media if I stick to one venue–Facebook and I purposely limit Facebook friends. The first year I think I limited them to 50 so I could get to know the people.
I learned to do this because I woke up one morning in November, 2004 to over 400 requests to exchange blog links and had no idea what that meant.
I learned but I also learned that I was communicating with too many people and my mind felt like clutter.
I just want to write. I love writing. So I will be forgetting that I have a blog until my book is done.
Thanks, you who have stuck with me on this journey.