“I have three,” I said. “On three different subjects.”
“I’m thinking of starting one,” he replied. “I’ve been doing some writing recently, humorous stuff about life and politics. Sort of Andy Rooney style.”
I told him I thought it was a great idea. His witty, acerbic sense of humor and wide based knowledge would probably produce some very enjoyable and successful posts.
We continued our conversation for a bit, and I realized he thought I made money from my blogs. Like real money. Not just the kind from affiliate links or an occasional text link ad. Real money.
Well, that’s another kettle of fish entirely, and definitely warranted more in-depth information than I could give him. Occasionally I wish I knew how to make money from blogging. Apparently some people are quite successful at it. But I certainly wouldn’t know how to advise anyone with a startup blog as to how to turn a profit with it.
Then again, I enjoy blogging for so many other reasons. It motivates me to write, and affords me a place to share my writing with others. It introduces me to wonderful people – writers, artists, and other folks with great perspectives on life in general. It offers me an opportunity to make connections with other readers and writers, to learn about (and sometimes get copies of!) the latest books.
The rewards of blogging are many.
They just aren’t monetary.
At least not for me. But that’s okay. Sometimes when you turn something you love into something you use to make a living, it takes all the joy out of it.
And I certainly wouldn’t want that to happen.