I'm going to be a Youtuber.


I’m off to Ohio this weekend to be in my sister’s wedding.

Technically, I’m the matron of honor, but I reject that title on principle. “Matron” sounds old, and no one wants to be anybody’s maid. So I’m calling myself the best woman. Equal rights, etc.

Also, I’m the minister.

Which means it took me about two minutes and $35 to become legally qualified to marry them, so please wish me luck. Feels like a system with a little too much trust in me, but here we are.

In other news, I was having a little FOMO about missing BookCon, then I saw all this.

At Storyblok, where I’m a PR and Communications Manager, we’re also leaning into using Claude at work, and I’m weirdly excited to learn it because, at this point, I still feel like an AI idiot. (So maybe I am old after all.)

If you have any AI tips or cool ways you're using it, let me know!

I’ve also been reading a lot, as usual.

I just finished the Chestnut Springs series by Elsie Silver, and she’s officially a new favorite romance author of mine. The audiobook narrators are excellent, which always helps when you’re fully committing to a series.

I also finished This Story Might Save Your Life, which was a really solid thriller about two podcasters after one of them goes missing. That one came recommended by the Creepy Book Club, which then sent us down a rabbit hole about women who kill their husbands after years of abuse and still end up in prison forever, and honestly, I cannot deal with that.

As for a media tip, here’s where my brain is right now: I just invested in a YouTube course by Sean Cannell. Maybe I was pitched in a moment of weakness, but really, what the hell am I thinking?!

Although longer-form YouTube videos might make a lot more sense alongside the short, fun stuff I already post on Bookstagram. They only need to be at least three minutes long, which feels extremely doable.

And unlike Instagram, where content basically evaporates after a few days, YouTube videos can keep working for you for years. There’s actual long-tail value there, plus the ability to make money from views and affiliate links. You can’t really do that on Instagram.

I used to monetize TikTok, but after ownership shifted to the U.S., that income absolutely tanked. Another thing to thank Trump for. (Total sarcasm, obviously.)

So I guess my future weekends are about to become one long YouTube batching session. I’ll let you know when I start posting.

And one final fun thing: My daughter turned 14 this week, and we got her tickets to see Kane Brown, Marshmello, and Nelly. I almost revoked them when she asked, “Who’s Nelly?” So naturally, I played a little Country Grammar and educated her Gen Z ass.

That’s all from me. If you need me, I’ll be in Ohio pretending I’m qualified to officiate a wedding.

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