Last month, a nutrition and diet blogger with a five-month-old blog scheduled a Zoom consultation with me with hopes for guidance and, what I gathered, validation of her ideas. She was writing blog posts every week. She had less than 20 unique visitors a day and not even 50 email list subscribers. She had already outlined a nine-module online course to be sold for a few hundred dollars. When I asked her how she planned on selling the course, she had no idea. In short, she was all over the place with no plan of action.
This is a common…
I just made over $4K in four days. All I did was write four emails. Allow me to show you exactly what I did.
But first, let me make it clear to you that it didn’t happen overnight. I didn’t just fall upon a pile of riches.
With that out of the way, let’s dive in.
It wasn’t until after a whole damn year that I finally made over $1K within a single month from my blog, using affiliate marketing. …
I started my blog a couple of years ago. And ever since then, the overachiever in me has been dreaming of climbing the freelance writer ladder. In my head, it looked something like this:
To give you a little background, I’m an electrical engineer. My…
When someone says that they won’t vote, I can usually place them into one of two categories.
The first category breaks my heart. Often they are marginalized people who mean well but likely do not have all the information or understanding of what’s at stake. They’re too busy providing for their families to sit down and read up on policy proposals by one candidate or the other, who, very often, fail to deliver once they do assume their roles.
Then there’s the second category. Often they are young people who have grown up in privileged households, and honestly, they just…
Here’s the thing about life. It’s complex.
And here’s the thing about love. It’s complicated and often misunderstood.
I mean, I get it. All those stories about unicorns and Prince Charming on a white horse we read as teenagers messed up our priorities real good. But hey, we can unlearn the crap and relearn the true meanings of words, feelings, and emotions, yeah? After all, that’s what it means to be an adult!
So, where do I even begin?
Let’s start with a conversation I overheard at the coffee shop a few blocks down the road from where I live…
Call me sheltered or privileged or naive, but although I knew the word “racism”, I never really knew what it was until I witnessed it first hand.
In my defense, I grew up in a tiny country in Southern parts of Asia where everyone more or less looked like me. Later when I came to the US, I got lucky. I met amazing people from all parts of the world, and my friend circle in college comprised of a wonderfully diverse group of people.
America? Racist? Naah!
And then I went to Toronto to visit my aunt, her family, and…
I’ve been in the process of becoming a writer for a while now. That’s right. I’m becoming it!
You see, there are several stages to one’s becoming something. Sometimes the process is so subtle that it feels as though you’ve always been “it”.
To give you an example, when I was in college, I was working towards becoming an engineer. And while I continue to improve my skills every day and learn new skills to add to my toolbox, I don’t think of myself as “becoming” it anymore. I’m already “it”.
Then there’s photography. I have no trouble calling myself…
I’m an engineer, writer, and amateur photographer. I write about what I know and what I’m trying to make sense of.