There have been some misunderstandings perpetuated lately about how much money successful mommybloggers make. Because most of the really successful ones will not talk about how much they make except off the record, it is easy to assume that everyone who mommyblogs is fighting over gigs that are worth a few hundred bucks a post at most: those are the people who respond to a general call on Twitter about rates for sponsored posts. But saying that this represents what successful mommybloggers make is like saying that you can judge the salary of a working actor by the extra who works as a waitress at nights to make ends meet.

The people who are making the real money are not talking about it publicly. They are not talking about it because the amount of money they make for these posts is jaw-dropping.

For bloggers who are doing it professionally, sponsored posts pay very very well. You probably don’t even know how well unless you happen to be one of those bloggers, or unless you have access to one of them. For example, in a recent post about how much money mommybloggers make, there was a bit about a blogger who claimed to have a million pageviews per month and who charged one thousand dollars for a sponsored post. I received a direct message on Twitter from somebody who knows how much these posts pay which said, “The fact that this blogger would charge only $1,000 for a sponsored post proves that she cannot possibly have a million pageviews.” Because if she really had a million pageviews, she would probably be charging at least $5,000 for a sponsored post. Or else in the market for new representation.

So you can see why turning down sponsored posts would be very difficult for bloggers to do. A few hours (tops) of work for several thousand dollars? It would be tough to find a writing gig that rivaled that return rate.

The problem is that all but the most dedicated of fans tends to be turned off by sponsored content, and I assume this is why these posts pay so well. I used to think that well-placed ads and professionally done placements would temper this effect, but recent months have shown this might not be the case. Is it that readers begrudge the blogger making money? Perhaps in some cases, but generally I think it has more to do with an authenticity View definition in a new window problem: people who are attracted to blogs tend to like the personal, unpolished touch that differentiates blogs from magazines. Sponsored content gets in the way of that, and some audiences are more tolerant than others of the distance.

Whether you are a big blogger or a smaller blogger, you should keep this problem in mind when deciding to do a sponsored post. The larger bloggers need to worry about how many they can do before the audience turns off completely, and the smaller ones should probably be turning down most of (if not all of) the small offers if they ever want to be one of the people entertaining a large offer.

  1. Both the best and the worst part about writing every day is that it takes away your self-consciousness.
  2. Girl babies allow you to put lotion on them after their baths. Or at least mine does. This is novel.
  3. While we are on the topic of babies, here’s an observation: the default assumption seems to be that any given baby one encounters in the world is a boy. Perhaps this is due to a general lack of hair on babies, but that is not really my concern. Anyway, I find that unless I dress LL in pink, people tend to assume she is a boy and so ask, “How old is he?” (And before you ask, LL has a pretty feminine face so I’m not worried that it’s because she actually looks like a boy.) This is obviously not a big deal because LL cannot understand yet, but it strikes me as one of those instances in which you can see the default sexism that serves as a foundation for this society, e.g. a child is assumed to be male until somehow modified, and then it is female (kind of like the English language). I don’t expect this to change any time soon, but still it bugs, particularly when you consider that the way children develop into adult sexual beings is much more of an ebb and flow kind of a thing, with younger children sharing a certain element of androgyny that I’m not sure we need to banish so quickly. And also when you consider that I don’t really like pink all that much.
  4. That said, I find myself dressing LL in pink an awful lot.
  5. Because here’s the thing: I can get all idealistic about how things should be, but I still want my daughter to be recognized as a girl. Kind of the same theory is at work as when I complain about the fact that the snacks parents hand out after Mini’s basketball games are full of junk, but then when it’s my turn to bring snacks I get junk too. Because I’m not going to be the one mom who doesn’t bring junk: that mom sucks.
  6. Yes, Mini is playing basketball now, and it is about as hilarious as you are imagining, though he is actually quite talented as an outside shooter.
  7. FYI, Kids who play basketball in the 4-6 age range do not pass to each other as a rule.
  8. So, say you teach your kid to pass. And every time he brings the ball down the court, he passes, just like the starting point guard he will no doubt one day be. Only thing is, that pass is the last time he touches the ball for the whole quarter. So then you are faced with a moral dilemma: do I teach my kid to do the right thing, or do I teach him to adapt to the situation at hand, viz. to hog the ball when he gets it because that is what everyone else does, and does he not deserve to shoot the ball as well?
  9. It seems like character gets formed in these little moments of shoulds versus dids.
  10. I have some projects I am going to be giving more time to in the coming months. Blogging will definitely be a part of these projects but I’m not sure how that will play out just yet.
  11. The best blogs, in my experience, focus on people’s most passionate interests. Sometimes these interests change. I think what I’m trying to say is that I’m in the midst of a change. I’m not really sure where that’s going to take me, but I hope some people will stick around and find out.

 

Most online depictions of depression differ greatly from my own experience of major clinical depression. Because of this, reading them often makes me irrationally angry.

For the past few weeks I’ve been playing an iPad game called Royal Envoy wherein you are a city planner dispatched by a monarch to rebuild cities on colonial islands in increasingly elaborate scenarios with various specifications and time constraints. I’m not ordinarily much of a gamer but the truth is that I can become addicted to just about anything and now, having finally managed to achieve the gold star for level 57, it’s safe to say that I can add Royal Envoy to the list addictions, past and present: alcohol, cigarettes, candy, cupcakes, coffee, Monster Energy Drinks, and crystal methamphetamine.

Depression is a popular topic for blogs and I’ve written before about how I’m not overly fond of writing or reading about it. So let me apologize in advance for the next few paragraphs. Depression is an annoyance and if untreated it can be dangerous, but fortunately we live in a time where its treatment is drastically improved from even just a few decades ago. It is my experience that there are fantastic medicinal technologies available and I have a gifted psychiatrist. Most of the time I operate in the world as if I am not a depressed person. I am not one of those people who thinks, “Oh, I feel better now. Maybe I will try going off the meds.” I am not under any delusion that my condition is going away, and it doesn’t really bother me: I don’t consider it a disability, I don’t consider myself to be crazy, and I don’t find a need to handwring about it.

Most of all, I think it’s important to say that I don’t need my depression to explain things to people.

When I do suffer symptoms it is because there is a problem with some aspect of my therapy, such as (just a hypothetical), I have to switch medicines because I’m not able to lose the eighteen pounds of pregnancy breastfeeding weight I put on because of Effexor, and unfortunately there is no way to switch medicines without first weaning off one and then slowly going back up on another.

Here are the symptoms of major clinical depression, as I have it, for anyone who might be curious: I get overwhelmed by things, I become very unproductive. I crave repetitive, soothing tasks, or things that require no attention span whatsoever. Generally I read, play iPad games, watch TV shows, enjoy time with my children, and just wait out the medicine adjustments.

That’s what I’ve been doing, and that’s why I haven’t been around. I find it tough to take pictures of things and produce content when I’m in this state. Fortunately, I also know it’s not permanent. So, for now, back to building fountains.