No, I’m not talking about leveling up in some game.
I found out last night that my blog has reached a new level. It’s self-supporting.
Do you see the ads over to the side there, on the right? The rows of words and phrases that are linked? Those are ads. Last night I was checking something at the site where those are bought and sold and where I get the code to allow them to be sold on my website. When I signed in, I saw that this month, I had finally, after nine years having a blog and four or five of having advertising, finally, I had made more in a month than my hosting fees. Not much more, but enough that this little hobby, this obsession of words and pictures, this dance of code and graphics, pays for itself, and a little extra. Enough to buy a latte and a piece of pastry. Enough.
That may not seem like much for the people who are trying to make a living at this, but I’m not. In fact, I’ve been hoping to find just what’s happened; that magic balance between effort and reward. I’ve hit that perfect equilibrium where I post enough, rank enough, and pull enough traffic to pay for myself.
It’s not a big goal, perhaps, but it makes me happy.