Gone are the days of clear, blue sky,
The streets are wet, no longer dry.
Gray clouds hover above my head,
This melancholy slowly fed.
Quench the fires that kindled slow
Feel the breeze that slowly blow
A breath, a sigh, escapes my lips
As drizzles fall, on pavement drips.
Gone are days of blazing sky,
Here is when the summers die
As proud leaves bow, the heavens cry,
No one here but me and I.
When I was a kid, I had thought up of making a website and earning a living off of it.
Many years later, however, I don’t have a dot com website to my name, but somehow I realized my dream! I made money off the internet.
Before anything else, I am not here to brag. The income I earned was small. It was only a few dollars a month, less than a hundred dollars if you want to narrow it down some more. Frankly, however, I did not care for the amount I got. “I did it,” I told myself, and that was all that mattered.
I first started with building a website. I studied HTML and got some free webhosting. Free because I was a student at that time and all I had to invest was my time. I then pumped it full of ads. Embarrassing, I know, but that was how I started. Unfortunately, that did not work. It had terrible traffic, and revenues from GoogleAdsense was also very low. To profit properly from Adsense, I had to have thousands of visitors, and some had to click on ads.
My next attempt was opening an online shop. I opened an account on etsy, but realized I lacked the skill to make arts and crafts. Then I learned about RedBubble .
RedBubble.com is a website for creative people. You just make a design, upload it, and apply it to their various products available, such as shirts, phone cases and mugs. I thought those were cool, and I had always wanted to have my own merch. It sounded easy enough. I could make some art stuff. Everytime I would make some art, I’d share them on tumblr. Some gets noticed and gets reblogged a couple of times. Those had links to my shop, which helped in making my sales. Every month, the profit I made from my shop were transferred to paypal, which I then widrew to my bank.
If you want to take a look at my shop, just click this link. Perhaps an on-line shop such as this is the one for you.
However, if visual art is not your thing, there are a lot of ways one can earn from the internet now. Here are ten ways you can make money from the internet:
- Be a virtual assistant
- Be a virtual tutor
- Be an affiliate marketer
- Write a blog
- Open an online store
- Write an e-book (I read that nonfiction is easier to make than fiction)
- Be a youtuber. You need to have a large following to enable displaying ads and livestreaming.
- Take paid surveys.
- Make an App.
- Be an online transcriptionist
If you got the skill, you can make some money from the internet.
What about you? Are you earning an income from blogging? Or perhaps using blogging as a way to improve or promote another business? Any more money-making ideas you would like to share? Let’s talk about them in the comments.
Thank you and have a nice day.
A writer needs an audience to be able to make a living out of his craft. He needs patrons to support him.
Without an audience, without readers, a writer’s endeavour might as well be a hobby. Hobbies do not bring home the bacon.
Building an audience takes time and effort. Building an audience also needs support.
I’m afraid I don’t have any support at home for becoming a writer. Some people do not understand that you need to connect with your audience to make them want to support you financially as an author. No great writer can be successful in his field if he does not have a good network of people to back him up, and help get his work out to the world.
I am trying to build my foundation, but I can’t seem to do it.
Unlike a diary or a journal meant for no one else’s eyes but ourselves, a blog is written to share our thoughts, ideas, and emotions.
However, with this sharing, we end up opening ourselves to the world. We are exposing a part of ourselves, and I, for one, could not help but feel vulnerable about it.
If there is something that is holding me back about writing my thoughts and ideas and putting them out for the public is that fear of being judged. I fear that what I am writing would put a label on myself, and would in a way cast me in a negative light.
I have never been that comfortable about stepping up and stepping out into the world.
This is probably why, I usually end up just “re-blogging” things, rather than craft something of my own. I would rather share something that others made, which I found interesting or amusing, and share it to other people, rather than me, making something and sharing that thing, instead.
However, for us to grow, for us to improve, we have to step out of our comfort zones and experience new things.
I hope you all have a nice day.
I haven’t written any decent blog post in years. Micro-blogging platforms like Twitter and Tumblr, among others has made us lazy when it comes to crafting well-thought out posts. Likewise, it also made us lazy in reading. The TL:DR (too long, didn’t read) culture of the web, our too limited time and our short attention span made us fearful of large walls of text.
Yet, write me must.
Writing as a form of human expression is vital. While I do applaud people who could sum up their thoughts and wits in a few hundred characters and at the sam time make us think or laugh in a short span of time, there are instances when more characters, and more words are needed to expound on an idea.
Here are my five reasons for writing blogs, and which I believe can be your reason for writing, as well. (more…)
Giants eating humans… Giants around 15 meters tall, at the average… Giants that somehow can move fast enough that almost always guarantees death if you encounter them, unless you have special equipment to make you move faster – like a horse… Giants that can regenerate lost limbs and other various body parts… Giants that eat humans for pleasure…
This is the world that “Attack on Titan” (Shingeki no Kyojin) is set on. Titans have suddenly appeared and have started to devour humans. Mankind seemed to have no hope against these creatures and almost became extinct. They sought refuge behind a 50-meter-high wall. This wall has been man’s protection against the titans for 100 years.
Then one day, a colossal titan, whose head managed to be seen from above the walls, kicked a hole in the gates which caused a breach, and reminded humans why they were walled-up in the first place.
Hope was not completely lost, though. Titans have a weakness. Slicing the back of their necks kills titans. This required the invention of a maneuvering gear that enabled humans to leap up to the tall titans and cutting off that weak point.
It was mostly a one-sided battle, with humans being slaughtered.
Hope is a commodity rarely given and is mostly crushed to near in-existence. Death is cheap. The show is cruel, and gory.
Part of the series’ appeal is the mystery of the Titans. Who or what they are, how they came into existence is a mystery yet to be solved and understood. The characters are interesting, as well, though I am more interested with understanding the origins of Titans and how the humans will overcome this adversity.
It is an interesting series worth looking into.
Now, if the setting of the show is not enough to reel you in, here’s the awesome opening song of the anime series.
Sie sind das Essen? Nein, wir sind die Jäger!
Have you ever had one of those experiences when you really wanted something, but when you got it, find yourself unable to do anything with it?
It happened to me when I got a printer with scanner. I found myself unable to work on anything worth scanning and uploading for a long time after I got it, despite the fact that I bought the printer for the scanner, so I can scan drawings and stuff.
I got one of those blank journal/notebook things as a birthday present from my sister. I had wanted to buy one of those for quite some time now, yet find myself second guessing purchasing one mainly because I am not sure what to do with. I do know that I should write in it, but what exactly, I don’t know…
There is no rule how one should carry their journal, it is the journey of your personal space, your life, cherish it, when you come back and read it one day – you’ll smile, cry, or whatever, that is your life, make it, claim it, own it.
Then I read that one from a Yahoo! Answers page about what to do with these journals. I really liked that part about not having any rules. Why? That’s basically what is paralyzing me about writing in there. I feel that there is a certain rule or guideline that I should follow.
There is no rule. You define it, yourself. Do what you want. Write anything. It may be embarrassing or silly now, but a few years into the future, you’ll certainly be glad that you have written them down.