I have a major idea for vlogging. But, in light of recent YouTube and AdSense restrictions, I’m very hesitant. Maybe I’ll start small, and progress to a fan sponsored site – if it ever gets to that point. We will see. I’m still on the fence for one main reason – which I cannot share here … or anywhere online … EVER. But, I digress.
There is so much pressure to make virtually everything PC, sometimes I wonder if it’s even worth venturing down the road to internet fame – or even fame, period. Not that being famous is on my list of priorities. Aside from the financial aspect, being famous can be a horrific experience. Also, I’m not on par with ‘popular’ opinion, unfortunately, and I realize that could hurt any possibility of making extra money via the public eye.
Even more so, I’m afraid to even get a regular job these days. I’ll need to pre-train my brain well beforehand, so that my mouth doesn’t get me fired and/or sued for anything construed as hate, racism, sexism, etcetera. Not that I’m a hater. But let’s face it. You look at someone wrong these days, or even smile (it seems), and you are sued for something.
And that’s my rant for the day! I’m off for a nice hour of relaxation – and a much needed adjustment.
So the plague is making another round in my house. We’ve gone through so much Kleenex, we may as well own stock in the company! Next will be Vaseline, because my nose is cracked from wiping and blowing it so much. If it weren’t for the fact that I’m paranoid someone will snap a picture and plaster it on Facebook, I would just wad up a few chunks of the crap, and leave them shoved up my nostrils for an hour at a time.
Meanwhile, I’m so bored out of my skull, I don’t know which website to visit anymore. I’ve literally become an internet hobo. Thanks, Dan. I’m a 46 year old cougar stay at home mother with not a whole lot to do while debating about which gig I want to take.
Who is Dan? I’m not telling. Let’s just say he’s a cute gentle giant with sass and curls – who happens to be loved by millions of phangirls. He and his flatmate have got my creative juices flowing, and I’ve literally cranked out 16 fanfictions within the last few months. BAD cougar. BAD!
I told you … I’m bored.
I still love blogging, and really want to try out vlogging. But I don’t know where to start, and I’m afraid my camera lens might crack, or the internet will crash, or Samara will come out of the computer screen at me and swallow me whole for doing something mainly 20 and 30 somethings do.