Up until this year, I was a self-described black thumb. The few houseplants I’d owned in my life all died spectacular deaths and my garden is an overgrown mess of weeds. And while I loved the idea of plants, I thought they just weren’t meant for me, resigned instead to a life of faux plastic…

In my last post, I mentioned the importance of owning your content or owning your audience. And for my money, there’s no better way to own your content than posting it to your own blog. But whenever I encourage artists and makers to blog, I often hear the same excuses. “I’m a terrible writer.” “I…