Have you ever accidentally believed in yourself too much?
I have a story about that.
I think it’s a good thing to have realistic expectations. I, for example, am an extremely part-time artist, who makes an average of about 10 dollars a month. In a way, I almost think that’s fair. I do definitely work hard on things, but, at the end of the day, what am I really doing? Where is the unified front? What is the brand I’m trying to promote? Can anyone tell me what my art is, or who my audience should be? Everything I put out is so random, and I don’t really make enough things.
I’ll create at the end of the day, if I’m not tired.
Yep. I pretty much never create.
The one thing that I really do consistently is that I create and upload videos to my YouTube channel every 2 weeks. It’s a pretty lazy schedule for your average YouTuber… but I literally scramble to get it done every time. I just don’t put out that much. Surprisingly though, it’s actually doing pretty well.
I have this weird surge of confidence somehow, despite the fact that I don’t really do anything, and I’m a bit aimless. Few people believe in me and my vision right now; and they shouldn’t. It’s a very hazy vision. But I believe in it.
And now, Jeff Bezos needs to pay me 67 cents.
And you best believe I’m gonna get my money, Jeff.
So, recently, I believed in myself, and decided to become an Amazon affiliate. All that means is that I would get a commission from Amazon every time someone clicks a link from one of my YouTube videos to a product on Amazon, I would get a little commission if they purchased something.
Basically, selling out. I think it’s a good thing to sell out. I mean, selling out means you at least have something worth buying, right? As far as I understand, that’s the goal. I almost forgot to mention that I had to apply to this program, and present information on what I could bring to the site, and see if they would accept me.
They did not accept me. Not good enough, according to them.
But wasn’t I though? Because in the time it took for them to reject my application, links were clicked, purchases made, and I had made a commission of 67 cents.
Apparently, they are going to pay me on the 31st of December. That’s the day before my birthday, so…who’s laughing now?
I don’t blame you, Jeff, for not believing in me as an artist. I only have 1 good idea for every 10 things I try. I don’t try to do as much as I could. But I want you to know, Mr. Bezos, that I disagree, and I believe in myself. The vision is blurry, but I’m starting to see it.
And it’s good enough.
I’ll bet I make a whole dollar next time.
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