Google Is About to Get Force-Fed
People talk a lot about doing what you love. And I do love what I do. I love sewing. I love creating something from nothing. And strangely, I'm not hating blogging quite so much anymore — even the kind geared toward SEO for small business owners trying to get noticed without a massive ad budget, or the kind that’s meant to help with SEO for product pages, which every handmade business owner secretly dreads.
It’s snuck up on me — like that moment you realise you have a favourite type of Tupperware and a deeply held opinion about supermarket own-brand loo roll. I still roll my eyes at the SEO-heavy stuff — those posts feel a bit like Kier Starmer inviting Trump to the UK for a state visit. Nobody wants him here, he’s about as welcome as a rat in a restaurant, but sometimes you’ve just got to smile through gritted teeth and do it anyway.
But the other ones? The ones where I get to be honest, have a moan, or poke fun at the chaos? They’re starting to feel less like a chore and more like something that helps me stay grounded.
But lately, something’s shifted. Because passion got me this far — but passion alone doesn’t pay the mortgage. And I’m painfully aware that I’ve got maybe three months — four if I stop buying the Yorkshire teabags and Heinz Ketchup (honestly, have you seen the price of them lately?) — to turn this thing into a steady income.
This Isn’t a “Wait and See” Kind of Season
I don’t have the luxury of casually dropping in a blog post once a week and waiting for Google to notice — like it’s off somewhere buffering, completely oblivious to the fact I’m practically waving a neon sign and setting off fireworks.
No. I’ve shifted from the usual slow-and-steady SEO strategy — to something a bit more… well, aggressive!
I’m going to force-feed this half-arsed, slow-moving Google god with so much SEO content it has no choice but to projectile vomit it all over the internet.
I want quality blog posts spilling out of its ears. I want it choking on internal links and gasping over well-structured meta descriptions.
I want it to wake up bloated, twitchy, and screaming:
“Fine. Here’s some traffic. Just stop!”
Because polite doesn’t pay the bills. I’ve listened, I’ve waited, I’ve done everything by the book — but I’m done standing at the back of the queue while Google faffs about. I don’t need a trickle. I need it to stop dithering and get its act together.
Yes, I’m Still Driven by Passion — But That’s Not What’s Lighting the Fire Right Now
I do love this. I love the making, the creativity, the learning curve, the challenges, the tiny breakthroughs that come after hours of doubt. There’s something deeply satisfying in all of it — even when I’m knackered.
But right now? I’m being driven by urgency. The kind that wakes you up at 3am wondering how long the money you took early from your pension will last. I’ve got maybe three months left, and after that? I genuinely don’t know. And if it’s going to work, it needs to happen soon.
So I’m not easing in. I’m not pacing myself. I’m blogging like my life depends on it — because in some ways, it sort of does.
This Isn’t a Meltdown — It’s a Strategy
I’m not panicking. I’m prioritising. I’ve laid the groundwork. The content’s there. The product’s there — including tote bags made from rescued fabrics that I’ve poured far too much coffee and sheer determination into. The structure’s solid. But none of it matters if I run out of time.
So no — I’m not waiting politely for Google to catch up. I’ve been standing in line with my best behaviour long enough, and frankly, I’m about ready to start waving a complaint form and tapping my watch.
I’m just tired of being "nearly there." There’s only so much patience you can have before you start throwing everything at the wall to see what sticks. No guarantee, no backup plan, just grit, a ticking clock, and the hope that something finally gives — even if part of me still wants to hide behind the sofa until it’s over.
It’s Not Desperation. It’s Determination With a Deadline
This isn’t about ego or being some inspiring girlboss. It’s about getting up every day and knowing there’s still a narrow window of time to make it all come together.
I’m not expecting miracles. I just want momentum. And if it’s going to happen, it’s going to be because I wrote one more blog, fixed one more link, and published one more piece of content while everyone else was taking a day off.
So no — it’s not the money that’s driving me. It’s the fear of running out of it. And the quiet, stubborn belief that I might still pull this off.
For Anyone Else in the Thick of It
If you’re in the same boat — doing everything you think you're supposed to, wondering if it’s working, and resisting the urge to shut it all down, retrain as a florist, and pretend this whole e-commerce phase never happened — then yes, it’s grim. Not a breakthrough. Not some defining moment. Just one of those grey, in-between stretches where you keep going because stopping now would feel devastating.
I haven’t cracked it. I don’t know if I will. I’ve spent the last two years building this handmade business from scratch — learning SEO, blogging for visibility — writing about it here — and trying to grow an online shop without a budget or much of a clue at the start. And I’m not going to dish out advice dressed up as insight — if I had answers, I wouldn’t still be refreshing my stats like they might suddenly apologise and explain themselves.
But if you’re still doing the work, still hoping it might click, still half-convinced you’re wasting your time while quietly hoping you’re not — I get it. I truly do.
No great advice here. Just a brutally honest look at the messy reality of trying to make SEO for handmade products actually pay off when the clock’s ticking and the money’s running out.
