Grrr. There’s something up with my computer. We’ve been tinkering around with this for months, and we can’t figure it out. (Well, maybe we could if we were willing to embark on a costly process of elimination and buy several new pieces of hardware. For now, I’ll have to live with it.) Many a time when I’m surfing the net – rather, visiting all three or four places I visit day to day – it freezes up. This never happens when I’m working offline, like with Photoshop or looking through my folders. We installed Firefox for browsing, and it still happens from time to time. Anything I’ve been working on, such as .txt documents, if not previously saved, are kaput. That is part of the reason I haven’t been blogging as much. It’s just too frustrating to work on my blog stuff in a tiny browser window, and yes, I know that notepad documents are stupid and lame. Everyone has been telling me that for over a decade. And when EVERYONE is telling me something is lame, or great, I cling to or reject it, respectively. Today, I’m forcing myself to work on this (and try to remember everything I wrote yesterday) in a MS Word document, which saves every 5 minutes or so. My computer is three years old, and all of this is right on time, you know. It’s all downhill from here.
Anyway. I’ve been thinking seriously about my future as an Etsy seller for a while now. I’m guessing the protest in May didn’t make any big shakes in the Etsy policy. I’ve made my best efforts to fall in love with selling on Etsy as so many people have. I love what Etsy is for, I enjoy the buying experience on Etsy, but from my standpoint as a seller, it feels too impersonal in some ways, yet too invasive in other ways. Or, if I wanted the Facebook experience, I’d sign up for Facebook. Whatever my reasoning, I haven’t been quite as motivated to list items for sale there these last several weeks. Maybe we have Regretsy to thank for that.
click on this photo and get a sliver of my dorky life
Or maybe it just boils down to the fact that I enjoy the personal one-on-one contact I am allowed with my bead peeps when I sell on my website. Etsy sales feel so one-sided – you can read my descriptions (or this blawg) and find out what a goofball I am, but what about you? If you’re inclined to tell me, I’d like to know what projects you’re working on, what the kids are doing… At the very least, I get to hear directly from you at my web sales, and if you’re a new buyer, I can get an inkling of you and make a stronger connection to you and your preferences. I’ve found that to be much more difficult with Etsy sales, and to me, being able to make these connections (if only in my brain) is an important factor in my ability to provide better service now and in the future. When it comes to selling on a third party venue, oftentimes, all I know about you is your email address. If you want to say hello, you can “send a convo” and fill out a form – or you can leave a note when you make your purchase – and maybe I’ll see it or maybe I won’t. Not that I’m on the hunt for a bunch of new best friends, I just know that many folks enjoy having personal contact with the person who creates the items they’re purchasing. Sending a personal email instead of clicking a buy now button is, well, more personal. And I’m much more likely to see your email.
click here to read the fable of PURPLEstiltskin
So, I guess I’ve been working toward a specific goal more seriously than I’ve let on so far. These last few weeks, I’ve been working like mad on new stuff in between orders, and rather than listing these things on Etsy weekly, I’ve been sitting on them while I decide for sure what I’d like to do. Made to orders and new ideas are my top priority. I’m considering at least one Superstars sale each month, and Etsy will be relegated to the back burner. There are certain things I do like about selling on Etsy and I’m not ready to abandon it altogether. But… MY site is more important to me than some faceless corporate glom’s website, frankly. I’ve put my heart and soul into z-beads.com for years, and I’ve been too neglectful of it for the last couple of those years. It’s mine, I am in total control of the content and appearance – my husband and I built it from nothing but cursory knowledge of HTML and a whole lot of love and passion for doing things our way and making our own rules. When I put together my Superstars, I enjoy being able to use MY templates, my colors, asterisks and parentheses and colons wherever I wish. I like that I can offer more personal service tailored to the buyer’s preferences. For example, I create an invoice specifically for the buyer, with shipping already combined, insurance or no insurance, and the biggest advantage of all: they can send payment within a window of time, not RIGHT THIS SECOND. Sometimes we must move bigger things around to make the small treats possible. My patrons make my small treats possible, so it’s the least I can do to extend a little wiggle room. I hope you guys are excited about this shift, or can at least get used to the idea. If it doesn’t work for whatever reason, the nice thing about this, and life as we know it, is that nothing is permanent.
Kevin Durant on Jimmy Kimmel
Another thing that’s had my attention is basketball. I never thought I’d say that. Now, this doesn’t mean I’m officially a sports fan. I have always preferred to watch basketball to just about any other sport. They actually DO stuff, unlike football, where they’ll play for about 5 seconds and then stand around and talk about it for 15 minutes. (OKC Thunder) Kevin Durant’s interview with Jimmy Kimmel several months back grabbed my attention. That kid is precious, and absurdly tall. Both his innocent humble quality and his deadpan delivery when he says something clever won me over. And the suit he was wearing in the interview was simply excellent. Check out the smart charcoal (denim, maybe?) jacket and pants set and the red t-shirt… and can you get over that light red/dark red trimmed hanky in his pocket? Talk about primo style without needless flash. And that shy smile, goodness gracious. It isn’t so much that I’d like to climb him… it’s more like I want to hand him a puppy. His mom seems to attend each of his games, which is even more adorable.
And of course, there was that thing when LA Lakers’ Metta World Peace (I’m pretty sure that little chunk of irony isn’t lost on anyone) elbowed James Harden in the head so hard that he knocked him to the ground, which resulted in a mild concussion for Harden. It could have been so much worse, it seems these days you can kill someone by hitting them just right. I’m not sure if that says more about the over-all health of peoples’ brains, or the escalation in violence we’ve seen in the last decade or so. Whichever, it isn’t cool to be a jerk in basketball or anywhere else. Oh, well, the poor Thunder was ultimately trounced by the Heat in the national championship. My mind boggles at how much they get paid whether they win or lose, so who cares? Maybe the folks who bet their rent money. That’s really my only objection to sports: people can get downright silly about sports and not always in a fun kind of way.
Anywhoodles, I’m planning a Superstars sale this week. Yes, I guess it’s sort of short notice, but if I’m going to be doing this with any type of regularity and good planning, I’m better off making beads and taking photos and sending notifications instead of jabbering on about my idle curiosities and my first world problems.
Smell you later!
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