Shameless Self-Promotion

Last updated on: January 10, 2015 at 5:02 pm by Tara Edelschick

Shameless Self-Promotion 2015-01-10T17:02:17-07:00 Tara Edelschick

LOGO Patheos Explore the world's faith through different perspectives on religion and spirituality! Patheos has the views of the prevalent religions and spiritualities of the world.

I’ve never been paid to write. On the contrary, I’ve spent lots of money to write. I’ve paid for conferences and paid someone to edit my memoir draft. Before I moved to Patheos, I paid for a domain name for my blog. And lets not forgot all the money I spent in grad school so that I could write paper after paper that no one other than my professor would read – one of whom told me that my writing was telegraphic.

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“Mom died. Stop. Come home. Stop.”

True. Stop. $2000 advice. Stop.

When I moved my site to Patheos, I thought I might finally earn my first dollar from writing. If I get fifteen thousand hits in a month on my Patheos site, they’ll send me a $50 check. That might not sound like a lot of money, but it would be my fifty dollars, and I would have earned it by writing.

The problem is that I have never come close to getting fifteen thousand hits. To do that, I would need to promote myself more.

Which stinks. Stop.

I hate posting my own stuff on Facebook. “Read me. Read me,” I ask my friends. “Hey you, the one who knew me when I had braces and Farah Fawcett hair, I’m really deep and witty now. Won’t you please agree? And tell your friends to agree as well?”

I should learn more about how to write Google-worthy titles, and how to chose the right tags, and how to Twitter in ways that get reposted. So many ways to promote my site, so little chutzpah.

Still, I want that check. Call it a bucket list item. Call it an identity crisis. Whatever it is, I’ve decided to come clean about it; I want to get paid. I’m even asking you to help: visit often for the rest of the month. If I get the check, I’ll post a picture of it here. And if you live nearby, you can come by and I’ll buy you a slice of pie.

Shameless bribery. Stop.

Uncategorized

Previous Post

October 13, 2013

Parenting Is Supposed To Get Easier, Right?

Next Post

October 16, 2013 The Year My Dad Died, Jeff's Hair Fell Out, And We Stopped Having Sex

Browse Our Archives

Select a Category Reflections on "Mind In The Making" by Ellen Galinsky Uncategorized

Select a Month January 2015 December 2014 November 2014 May 2014 April 2014 March 2014 January 2014 December 2013 October 2013 September 2013 July 2013 June 2013 May 2013 April 2013 March 2013 February 2013 January 2013 December 2012 November 2012 October 2012 September 2012 May 2012 April 2012 March 2012 February 2012 January 2012 December 2011 November 2011 October 2011 September 2011 August 2011 July 2011 June 2011 May 2011 April 2011 March 2011 February 2011 January 2011 December 2010 November 2010 October 2010 September 2010

TAKE THE

Religious Wisdom Quiz