Yes, I am totally aware that this is my second post in an hour. I am kind of procrastinating you see. I should pack Pichu down and get going. I have to go to this office to get some papers, and then finish my application for me to have a computer for my exams, and then go to school and try to get some friggin' readin' done.
My main means of procrastination, or main diversions if you will, is Project Wonderful. I have started advertising for my poetry blog "Deranged Poetry", and I keep obsessively checking every five minutes to see if I have gotten any more hits, or if I need to raise my bids etc.
I am so totally advertising over at Devil's Panties. Costs an arm and a leg, but it's so totally worth going over there and seeing a few lines of my actual poetry on Jennie Breeden's actual site.
I was thinking of buying ad space over at Something Positive, but that would not only cost an arm and a leg, but both my kidneys and half my liver as well, so I can't afford that at the moment.
I actually get some rub-of traffic at this blog as well, people coming in through my profile. Whic is awesome.
My goal is to get a minimum of ten page-views a day, so that I can start to finance my advertising with ads on my own site.
The dream of course is getting published=D That would be awesome.=D
One word of warning thou, before you all ramble over to Deranged Poetry to look at my poetry: It's not nice. It's aggressive, and desperate, and is mostly written when I have been depressed, angry or both.
It is not recommended for my mom to put it like that.
It's Emo poetry for less than Emo people. Or to put it like this: It's poetry for when you feel crappy, written when I felt crappy.
The me of this blog and the me of that one are two entirely different people.
You have been warned. I take no responsibility if you wander off and get hurt or scared.
That said, if you'd like to take a look:
Deranged Poetry
(The mature warning is not for porn, it's for explicit and gory violence. Told you, it's not nice)
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