Showing posts with label pay-per-post. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pay-per-post. Show all posts

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Google ads

You'll notice, over on the upper right, a Google ad. I chose to put it there; it wasn't forced upon me like the AOL ads were, on their journals. I felt it wasn't too intrusive, and there's a possibility of making money off it, although I doubt that one little ad is going to do much.

As long as the content of that ad doesn't offend me in some way, I'll leave it there as an experiment. Hey, it might work out so well that I'll put something else over there with it.

One money-making scheme I will not be doing is pay-per-post. As I understand it, you sign up and they give you brands or items to plug, in individual entries in your blog. I think there's more chance of making a few bucks on this one, but it leaves me cold to find a pay-per-post entry in a blog I otherwise enjoy. One blogger warns her readers by putting "Pay-per-post" in the header of such entries.

I still don't like it.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Reasons I won't re-visit a blog

On my AOL journal, I listed various reasons why I choose to read certain blogs.

I'll use this spot to discuss reasons I will not read some.

The number one thing I dislike, and something I never encountered on AOL journals: blogs that advertise things, with no personal content whatsoever. Why would anyone return to read such junk? I have advertising forced upon me from TV, billboards, and yes, the Internet. But I won't choose to spend time on a blog full of advertising.
More power to you if you make money from pay-per-post. It just isn't my cup of tea.

Now, I have found some blogs of interest that include ads on the sidebar; I wish they didn't, but if the content of the entries holds my interest, I will return. As long as there aren't too many ads.

Another thing I don't care for, although I will put up with it in a journal I otherwise like, is a bunch of artificial graphics. You know, cartoon-y figures of witches or angels or vamps holding whips, or homey little "artistic portrayals" of cottages and such. I love photographs. I despise fake-looking pictures of sirens and mermaids that don't even vaguely resemble the author of the blog.

But that's just me.