It was a year ago this day, this time, that I made my very first post on Rhoades to Madness. And here I am, 153 posts and 30,000 pageviews later, still chugging away. I haven’t always kept to my schedule, but in the end, I did end up averaging about three posts a week, just like I intended. And it’s been fun. At times it has been difficult to come up with things to write. I have a hard time writing reviews because I know I’ll just be repeating what hundreds of other people in the blog-o-verse have already said. I need to do a better job of reminding myself that I don’t have to hit every single post out of the park, as nice as that would be.
I have 72 followers. Only a handful of which have graced me with a Like or a Comment. Ol’ Morgan from Morgan on Media (and The Halls that Was) is still my biggest fan by far, which will disturb him more than a little. I need to do a better job of promoting and networking. Or not. It’s not like this is or could ever be my career. Just let the chips (and the viewers) fall where they may?
But I do need to change my career path. My current job is headed nowhere, and I make barely enough to keep the lights on and my belly from grumbling. Forget saving for a car or even a house somewhere down the line. And I guess that wouldn’t even matter if I got even a little bit of personal or creative satisfaction out of my work, but it seems designed to actually drain that away. I’ll be looking to find some freelance graphic design jobs in 2013 and hopefully grow that into a business, but I know its a hard field to break into. We’ll see.
Anyway, what can you look forward to on Rhoades to Madness in 2013? Well, 63rd Street for sure. That is going to be something to text home about. I’d like to start video blogging a little, but it may take me awhile to figure out how to work that into the other crap I do here. A Star Trek week should be expected, what with the new movie due out this summer. Rock Gladstone will return! And I’ll likely post a boob or two. Or six.
So I’ve got that going for me, which is nice.