Big businesses like Amazon are peddling candles, air fresheners, and sprays laden with chemicals from ersatz boutique farteries. So I engineered a proprietary fart-jarring method, and then an online course. I found myself thinking, “How can I improve this product?” Transferring a fart into a jar without diluting it is no easy task.
Now, I’m controlling the narrative-controlling the narrative with my farts. Still, I was skeptical-here was a high-growth potential market, but could I turn this into a career?Īs a responsible storyteller, I always ask myself, “Why am I the best person to tell this story?” When the universe manifested tens of thousands in profits within months of setting up my fart cannery, yet no money for the manuscript I took ten years to write, something inside of me shifted.
I thought, “Fifty farts per week?… That’s nothing!” I had failed to see the lucrative side hustle right under my nose.Īt first, selling my farts online was just a way to support my dreams. Not long ago, after another day squandered working on my novel, I stumbled across an article about a woman who wound up in the hospital with a gastrointestinal condition after selling up to fifty farts per week. My passion for storytelling has not wavered-I’ve merely transferred it to a radically different medium. Five years ago, if I had said I was switching career objectives from becoming a published novelist to selling jars of my farts on the internet, you would have thought I was crazy.īrowsing through hand-blown glass jars, sealed with wax and cork, in temperature-controlled cellars at my sun-dappled Hudson farterie, you may be wondering if this is some sort of writer’s retreat.
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