This month marks my fifth blogiversary. I can’t quite believe it.
I’ve been asked in various forums and circumstances The Big Questions — what blogging is, why do I do it, and do I have ethical/safety concerns about writing about my children?
Answers: I dunno; hmm .. can’t explain; yes.
I hear the term “professional blogger” tossed wildly about and I am not sure what it means. Does it mean to live off of one’s blog? Does it mean to blog to a professional rather than amateur standard? What are those standards and who decides?
I have not wanted to attempt to make a living off my blog because I did not have the answers to these questions and because the idea of entering into this as a commercial pursuit was distasteful. However, it is becoming increasingly difficult to justify the amount of time I spend on this blog in light of the fact that it is not income-producing.
“You do have a right to make a living, you know,” Ama Beth said to me recently. That stuck with me. Ama Beth makes her living in ministry. She labors in love, but also has a family to feed.
So do I.
At the moment the blog is a money-losing endeavor. I pay someone to do the graphics and layout and I pay hosting fees. I really can’t justify that any more. Last year I made the decision to stop blogging because I did not want to take ads and it was time to focus on working for a living. Life intervened and I put the decision off for a year. This year, I am making the decision to see if the blog can pay for itself, or better yet provide a little extra income for my family.
To that end, I am taking two steps.
First, I will be selling ads on this site. They should post by the end of this week, beginning of next.
Second, I have put up a PayPal donation button. My plan is to put that button up once a year for a few weeks. If you are a reader of my blog, if it brings you a smile or a little peace or a chance to laugh at someone else, I’d ask you to send me just one dollar. If enough of you send one dollar, it might at least make the blog self-sustaining, and that would make a big difference.
Lastly — thank you all so much for your readership and your friendship. I read every comment — and all the e-mails and Tweets — and am not always good at responding. But they do mean a lot, they keep me smiling and make me so incredibly proud that you come here.
Sincerely,
DaMomma