Updating my financial type stuff.

 

Updating my financial type stuff.

Hi kids, so, buy me a coffee started out so simple and has become a bit of a nightmare over time. I am not very good at this online money stuff, but I am going to try a Patreon.

I made this:

https://patreon.com/RiskyVenture36

If you can help, wonderful, if not, I understand. It is simply to support the blog and help me to keep this going. I am not going to run my Patreon like a second full time job, I cannot do that and actually have time to do the things that inspire my writing. Let alone write and edit them. Some of my multi-part stories are the size of actual novels. But I write it all without 2 years to pull it off and a full time editor to do those aspects of it.

The Patreon is just to show love and help support the blog. There will not be a ton of extra’s, and I don’t have “merch”. I will probably drop rough drafts in there from time to time, or talk about upcoming works or projects. I may even do some kind of poll, as it is not uncommon for me to reach out to you kids for feedback. But, to answer the question a thousand times in advance, no. No to kik, and audio, and person chats, dates, or meetings. So please, do not ask.


Long story short, any help would be wonderful.

Luv,

Risky~

 https://patreon.com/RiskyVenture36

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