Let’s consider this one of my writer financials updates.
First a rule. None of what I say today is me digging for compliments or pity. I’m not just working off of feelings there is a LOT of data I’ve been studying.
My Etsy shop is now closed. In 2017 it has cost me some money and I’ve not sold anything.
I’m most likely not going to be offering indie stuff for sale for a while.
Stuff that is upcoming:
I’m going to be redsigning my professional author site and http://www.shannon-writes.net and my other domain (still under construction) will be pointed there.
I am deciding whether or not to offer limited sensitivity readings.
I currently have an unexpected 100$ bill to pay. Not having my little shops is both reassuring (no fees for Etsy, no stats worries about Teespring) and infuriating at the same time.
Sometime in the future I am considering offering other writing professional services that aren’t line editing. Being that my dayjob doesn’t look like I’m gonna get a cost of living increase anytime soon, I gotta rethink my hustles.
I am also still really into the idea of accessible (as in non jargony/non expensive) downloadable writing classes.
I don’t know.
I feel like *and my ride or die folks pls don’t take offense here* I need to find the mythical larger audience/folks who have money and would like to spend some.
Officially okay look y’all.
When I talk about my financials like this, it is not an invitation to send me lengthy messages across various platforms about how, if only I’d kept my shit open another week or so you’d do whatever.
Really, just don’t blow smoke up my ass about it. I’m not completely mad about the lack of material support cause, I know how the world works especially for Black Femmes like myself. We tend to have a harder time with funding and that’s to be expected. What makes me rage out, is the words of support or when I ask for help promise it and when I actually need it, crickets.
Please just don’t. For me it’s worse than not being able to fund my fundraisers etc.
I feel like I HAVE to say this all the time but, it takes two seconds to share a link somewhere. Where? Doesn’t matter. Don’t tell me you’re about it and then wah wah, you’re not.
Don’t piss on my feet and tell me it’s raining,
So that’s the status of things. I’m already working on my new site and she pretty as fuck. I’m in the process of deciding if I want to do the services thing or speaking or whatever.
This brought to you by the rant below I had last week just before my lil vacation. Stay tuned for more news homies.