By now most of you have figured out that I am going to BlogHer in New York City.
BlogHer is a blogging conference.
The fact that I am going to a blogging conference causes me no small amount of dork-inspired shame. I mean, who wants a career that sounds like the noise a fart makes?
What do you do?
Oh, excuse you.
And yet, there it is. I want to learn how to make this blog a business. I want to meet people who will read it. If I could make money doing something I’m already doing anyway…that would be amazing.
There are bloggers out there whose website generates the only income for their family—and they’re living pretty well. As it is, I’d be happy if I could get my blog to bring in a couple hundred bucks a month.
So off to the conference I go, laptop in tow like a fool.
I just hope it works.
See, back when I first ordered my ticket for BlogHer, I was expecting to be a lot richer by the time the trip actually rolled around. Well, August is here (damn you, August), and my wealth is nothing if not untold.
As in nonexistent.
Back in February when I bought my ticket, I was planning to have a fancy redesigned blog, 200% more page views per day, and amazing business cards to pass out at the conference.
Now, in August, the little “A” box at the top of the searchbar is still pink leftover from two redesigns ago, I have FEWER page views per day than I did six months ago, and my business cards?
Self-printed at home on a pack of 200 Avery business cards from Staples:
I was just lucky I could splurge for the kind without perforations.