Overcomes deep rooted resistance to her husband.
Alyson Schafer is a psyscho-therapist. Hubby, Ken, urged her to blog about her advice for parents but her inner child resisted. "Are you my master now?" it complained, aping Richard Pryor.
Schafer still has time to ridicule the 'net geeks' and 'mommy bloggers' allegedly whining to eachother all day long. With her intent to impart true wisdom, she believes herself to be far above that pathetic crew of time-wasters.
But, in spite of her superior attitude, she does confess to having had irrational fears derived, no doubt, from poor parenting, her mother having always advised her to 'make 'em pay'.
"Blogging would kill my revenue I argued. “No, it will wildly increase it” Ken argued back.
Ken was right. And for all her failings Al is man enough to admit it. Like old St Paul (or George Costanza) she has now changed sides and decided to do the opposite, becoming a blogging evangelist herself and preaching all the way to the bank.
"Parents found me," she squeals with delight. " My parenting course enrolment went up so high, I had to cut off enrolment due to lack of chairs."
"The commercial sites found me," (a second orgasm). "They’re always hungry for new content and my blog posts were typically insightful."
"Journalists found me." Thank God, I've seen the light. "I’m becoming the “go-to” person on every obscure (and not so obscure) parenting issue out there!"
"My publisher found me... Having read my posts they approached me to write a book which has just been published and is (as I write this) the number one ranked parenting book on Amazon in Canada."
This, too, friends, can be you. Just send ten dollars to The Recruiting Animal and I'll send you some magic blogging beans. Eat them every night for ten days and your blog will grow hair.
