Last month I mentioned that I'm currently working as a writer-for-hire and copywriter, and that's been going quite well. So well, in fact, that I'm able to get by on what I'm making out of the limelight, so I will likely be doing it for as long as it continues to be as congenial, easy and pleasant as it is.
I also talked about setting up a page for my WFH services, and I even wrote one up, but every time I consider posting it on the blog something in me digs heel-in and refuses to do it. While I know everyone would understand (and it would definitely help me out financially) I didn't create this blog to turn it into a personal money maker. I appreciate all the readers who come here and support me by purchasing my novels, but PBW isn't about me making a living. It's the one place where I can talk shop and share resources and feel that I'm part of a community that geuninely cares about books and writing.
Btw, this is not me snotting on everyone who does generate income from their blogs, so please don't take offense if you do. This is just how I feel about what has been my labor of love for a decade. It's selfish and probably stupid, but I want PBW to stay a labor of love. That means more to me than making a buck.