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Anatomy of a Fix: Suzi Istvan
I dragged myself out of bed after not sleeping especially well. A client’s site broke last night before a launch, and it kept me up way too late. My dreams were vivid, and I woke up again and again knowing my east coast client was just beyond the break of dawn. The alarm went off as…
What I’ve learned from a month of one day intensives
Just over a month ago, I got hit with a crazy idea. I do a lot of the same kinds of work over and over again. The basic work is straightforward. Build the website. If my retainers to get this stuff done are based on how many hours I know something will take me, what if…
How to setup a website domain and hosting
Getting a domain and hosting You’ll need to buy a domain and hosting. Yes, they are different, and yes, you can buy them through the same provider. I recommend Dreamhost for both. How to register your domain Under Domains, click Registrations See if your domain is available. Hot Tip: Not sure what your domain should…
I doubled my email list in two weeks. Here’s how I did it.
So you know how sometimes one thing just leads to another, and then BAM! You create a product? Oh, um, me neither. I mean, OF COURSE all of my launches are meticulously planned months in advance and products take SO LONG to develop. Yeah, okay, so huge launches aren’t my thing. In fact, I kind…
Love Letter #8
Who makes the rules for these kinds of projects anyway? A repeat isn’t a repeat if I have different things to say, right? Right. For my birthday, I asked the universe for some comfort. Warm arms and baking pies and anything that can keep me from feeling like I am flailing. After a season of…
Love Letter #7
It was a bad idea from the start. I knew it. You knew it. We did it anyway. It was a ridiculously fun couple of weeks. Late nights out at bars. Illicitly making out in hallways. Causing all sorts of little dramas just for the hell of it. It was better than being lonely anyway.…
Love Letter #6
It’s funny how places shape you. It’s a collection of memories that piece together the majority of my youth. A baptist church that consumed all of my time and energy, where I tried to please a god and people who called me Jezebel. A community theatre where I explored what it felt to be out…
Love Letter #5
I never wanted kids. It wasn’t in my game plan. I’d spent so much time caring for babies and kids already, why would I sacrifice my newly found freedom in such a way? But I dreamed about you when I was 18. I saw you, my daughter, holding her baby brother. And I suddenly had…