Happy Anniversary! Am I Doing This Right?

Because I really do not know any more at this point.

I am so sorry, Deidre. I know you were really looking forward to this.

On the plus side, I spent our anniversary writing episode two of Scary Hours: Safe House. Romantic, right? ;)

As I think I mentioned before (and if I didn’t—hi, again), I’m still figuring all of this out. Instead of writing a solid business plan or even bothering with a cohesive outline, I did what made the most sense at the time: I made a playlist.

Scary Hours came to me in a way I should probably unpack with a professional before I go blurting it out online. But after some tough love from my sister, I finally “killed my darlings.” One thing led to another, and suddenly, I was knee-deep in Arc Studio, deciphering Better Call Saul scripts and learning the difference between cut scenes and fade-ins. Two weeks later, Scary Hours was born.

I knew launching a podcast wouldn’t be an overnight success. I gave myself permission to take my time, trust the process, and find creative ways to fund my writing while I developed the next episode.

Fast forward a year... and I'm still trying to figure out how to make money online.

After Scary Hours, I started Rocket Drop, my attempt at a dropshipping service. Unfortunately, that one didn't come with a moodboard or a playlist, so my brain immediately rebelled. I figured, "Why stop at one stream of income?" So I launched Cocoashops and Mischievous/Misfits too. The downside? I couldn't afford the memberships anymore. Turns out, "finding your audience" is a longer game than I expected.

To keep the momentum going (and get a refund check, if we're being honest), I re-enrolled in college. I aligned my goals and chose to major in Communication and Media Studies—something I could actually use. I used the refund to invest back into Fetch and crossed YouTube automation off the list with the launch of Krate Raiders.

And then I did what I said I would: I took those playlists and wrote a story.

Actually, I wrote several.

Seven novellas and three podcasts, to be exact. They're raw, weird, and nowhere near perfect—but I can't wait for someone to read them.

With every word I wrote and outline I stole, I kept telling myself to hurry up and do the next episode of Scary Hours. I thought I'd be back to it long before the one-year mark rolled around again. But life (and undiagnosed ADHD) had other plans. I've learned to limit my to-do lists to monthly tasks—anything more overwhelms me.

Then, I lost my Adobe Subscription. So, onto the next hustle: copywriting.

I took time to start a professional blog with Medium and signed up for Fiverr, Compose.ly, and every freelance platform I could find. It hasn't produced a steady stream of income just yet, but by the end of July, I was ready to get back to Scary Hours for real.

But here's the catch: I realized I had built businesses—not an audience. I was making things, not connections. Truthfully, my troll account is probably my most "successful" profile right now. (Or is that a Finsta? Either way—IYKYK.)

So, yeah. That's what's been holding me up. (That and Reddit. And OnlyFans).

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i switched corners :)

I don't have the link to episode two of Scary Hours just yet, but I'm confident it'll be ready by this time next week. The same goes for The Traffic Jam V, Noel Book Club, another episode of Break in Case of Emergency, and a new entry for The Laundry Room—since they're all connected.

Oh—and those NFTs I was talking about? Yeah, I made them. They're not exactly what I pictured (AI had a hand in them), but they'll make sense soon. I promise. I did write those prompts extra special.

Stay tuned.