So here’s the thing.
Yesterday was my first sponsored post. There it was! All where a “normal” post should have been! Just when you wanted to sit down with a coffee and see some of my life in pictures and words and escape for 5 minutes, instead there “it” was with it’s product and (for some) nastiness and sell outness! How very dare it.
2 months ago now I wrote a post saying that I would start to work with The Remarkables Group. I have a chance to have someone put my blog out there to brands and companies that I would never normally get the chance to otherwise. I have a chance to make more than the $20-$50 (yes, seriously, that is what I am generally offered from companies in the endless emails that hit my inbox each day) for a post on a product that doesn’t really suit my blog. There have been many offers over the past 2 months and none of them have really suited me…yet. The finance company yesterday DID fit. I worked for almost 10 years in that industry. I know what I am talking about. I liked, and recommended that product & company because it was something I would use. I liked the boys that set it up. Did I get paid? Yes I did. Could I have been paid plenty more times to write other posts for things I might not believe in over the past few months? I COULD have.
But here’s the thing.
I didn’t. I won’t. And I don’t. I will write about things that are connected to me, things I use, or would use. Things that I would tell my friends about if they were sitting around my kitchen table, or in the School playground.
I’m not going to justify my existence to people that won’t even write their name, or make a name in a comment telling me I have “sold out” or that I am a “pathetic desperate housewife”. If I have upset my regular readers with one in 1272(!) posts over almost 6 years then I have to say that you have to deal with this. We are adults. We can tune in and out to things that upset us. I know when a TV commercial comes on I use that time to go and fill up my wine and get some chocolate from the cupboard before Rob realises I have disappeared. If you see those nasty words “Sponsored Post” at the top of a post, click away, move on and come back tomorrow. Or don’t. YOU CAN DO THIS.
I have a penchant for french champagne, for buying art work and expensive bins and for overseas holidays – if I can make pocket money on the sidelines I will do it. I’ll do it so I can keep doing these things, and keep writing about them – sharing them with you. If I can do it in the comfort of my home, with the kids around instead of in long term daycare and rather than working back in finance, I will do it.
I actually thought it was quite ironic, that my first paid gig was writing about my old gig writing about how I wanted to be a writer but ended up in finance but now I am a writer being paid to write about not working in finance. Or something.
Circle of life my friends, circle of life.