(When we last left our heroine, she was tied to the railroad tracks and the 4:15 was...oh, wait. Wrong story. When we last left our heroine, she was blogging as a way to express her creative (albeit sad because her beloved dad was gone) side, but then she painted a maple leaf on the front of a dresser and all heck broke loose.)
Anyway, that dresser was like that one girl in college who had a boyfriend in every state...she got around. Nearly every linky party featured it, and it is the post with some of the highest legitimate numbers (unlike the posts that are trolled by Russians and ridiculously inflated because they're looking for...hey! What are the Russians looking for, anyway?).
So all these nice ladies began visiting and reading and commenting, and pretty soon I was asked to join a group that was put together for the purpose of cross-marketing each others blogs.
And some people in the group got famous.
Some people (like me) stayed precisely where we were.
BUT...worth more than any fame or fortune were the friends I met and still have today. Some of them I have even met in real life! They are fun, funny, interesting, creative women who inspire me every day. I *heart* them all. And the circle of friends continues to grow each month as I get new readers who visit and comment and absolutely make my day...especially now that I have that second period class who make Dantes' seventh level of Hell look like a day at Disney.
So I kept blogging about furniture and the house and hot flashes and whatnot and I know I'm not going to get famous, but that's okay...I'm a WRITER (I think in my head) not a photographer, so whatever. People who hire bloggers to write stuff give me "advice" and they keep telling me to have a focus. Choose one thing and do it well, or no one will want me. And I ask them if they can choose their favorite among their children and it's like that for me...I like everything. I like to fix my house and paint some furniture and maybe cook a little but mostly I like to have fun and I will continue to share all of it, thankyouverymuchyoucankeepyourhundredbucks.
So I knew I wasn't going to become rich and famous by blogging.